[CajunBass]

Not hunting, but wildlife related.

I got off work one morning after a graveyard shift, and out in the parking lot, there was an owl sitting on a power line tower. That poor owl, had a half dozen crows harassing him. CAW, CAW, CAW...The crows would be fying in front of the owl. The owl would turn around and put his back to the crows as if to say "Go away! Don't bother me." The crows would fly around front and continue the "attack." The old owl seemed to sigh, and turn around again, as if to say "KIDS!". I watched this cycle several time, chuckling to myself about that owls patience. He finally gave up and flew off, with the crows following along.

I wonder if that old boy ever got any sleep.