I’m stressed out. Let’s look at pictures of Coconut, the screech owl who lives in our palm tree.
The big event last weekend: Coconut slept all day clutching breakfast. (Some people thought it was a neighborhood chicken, but it looks more like a pigeon to me.)
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Mostly, I’m still amazed by how chill Coconut is. My wife actually goes out and talks to it — this morning she said it was a good bird and we were happy to have it here and Coconut closed its eyes and puffed up its feathers. The only person Coconut isn’t extremely chill around is our 5-year-old, but honestly, no sentient creature with a working brain wouldn’t keep up their guard around him.
A kind commenter on Instagram alerted me to some of Coconut’s cousins elsewhere in Austin: Merlin and Minerva, two screech owls who have their own webcam and return to their box each year to hatch owlets. We’re hoping we can do the same for Coconut and its mate. (A box is being built as I type!)
Phew. Okay. I feel less stressed already.
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