One day I was cleaning Swift's cage and I heard birds that were tweeting a lot. Like a lot! So I went over to one of the trees in the backyard and Angel was sitting there. Then I looked up in the tree and I saw a little owl sitting in our small oak tree. I named him Bright Eyes. I watched the owl for a while and took some pictures. I think he was sleeping or resting, but opened his bright eyes for me. At dusk he flew away.
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