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ok, if you know me at all, you know i'm pretty high on animals in general. yes, i like them better than people and, yes, like the omnivorous hypocrite that i am, i eat them anyway. i at least limit myself to eating things that had a more decent quality of life while they were with us.

so i have chosen this little space to pay hommage to one of my very favourite animals, other than cats (for those who don't know, my ambition in life, other than becoming an internationally reknown writer, is to turn into one of those crazy ladies with lots of cats).

that animal is the owl. aside from the eerie but incredibly cool trick of being able to turn their heads all the way around without being possessed by the devil, owls are fascinating. incredibly diverse, found virtually everywhere in the world (except antarctica, which they apparently surrendered to the penguins after prolonged neogtiations), still little understood and much feared.

why do i like them so much? because they're at once both adorable and a little intimidating, a hard feat to pull off. because they are the virtual totem of intellectuals everywhere. (remember those oldf-fashioned bookmobiles? have you ever seen one without a picture of an owl on it?) because their voices are fascinating to listen to. (until i discovered that the ring was so quiet that i had no hope of hearing it, i actually had an owl call programmed as my cell phone ring. some day, i'll find a louder one and the world will know... just how eccentric i am...)

investigate as you will. up with owls!

Comments

This may seem silly for me to mention it, but I believe that the symbol of the owl as a litterary figure comes from the Winny the Pooh books.
I may be wrong, and it may very well be an older figure...
flora_mundi said…
i'm a big winnie fan, but the symnbol actually goes back earlier. the owl was the companion animal to the greek goddess athena, which is where its connection with wisdom comes from.
qed said…
The owls are not what they seem.

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