She was immense in size, which is another reason I believe she was female. (Girl owls are bigger.) She was perched in our twisted old cherry tree. What a sight to see.
Indeed they are. I believe this one was a female. She actually called out to me, I never would have seen her otherwise. I was locking up and she made this strange chittering sound at me from the tree. She wanted to know who I was. I walked straight under her and she didn’t fly away. She was...
No, not like that. She had aggressive peck marks that were on the thick part of her comb, and there was blood oozing off of them. I put a little antibiotic ointment on it and left her be. She’s been sleeping in the box for 2 weeks now. I’m hoping she’ll resume her status on the roost soon, since...
She had two peck-punctures close the the base of her comb, which were bleeding.
I’ve also noticed that she forages separate from the rest of the flock.
She was the very first to molt. I believe they may have cast her out for that reason, even though they’re all molting now.
I believe the lead...
All the girls love the roosts. They’ve never slept anywhere else. This thought occurred to me too, so after they were all settled down I gently set her on the roosts. I came back about 10 minutes later and she was back in the box, with blood dripping from her comb. :hmm