Dead owl INSIDE coop!!

[ChooksinChoppers]

My fault, she did ask me which ones they were and my Aussie accent makes a few words sound like others. I'm sure she can give examples. All I know of the hootenanny is, I heard her out there yelling at them "The night doesn't just belong to you owls!!"

 

[pamiejune]

We have barn owls nesting in our oak trees overhead... I haven't lost any chickens to them. But, they show up and get agitated every time we have new chicks. I know by now the owls will absolutely be drawn in by the sounds, and make sure to close the coops up before it's fully dark. Then half the night it's "Whhooo cooks for yoouuuu" between 2-4 individuals.

One night a month ago, I was out after dark in the yard painting some lumber under a shop light. To escape the fiery death ray in the sky, you know...
The hair on the back of my neck won't stop prickling. After glancing all around, I finally look up, and on the lowest branch about two yards above my head is a big owl. He's staring right at me, and let me tell ya it wasn't wisdom he was waiting to share with me but wondering if I had an ear or eyeball to share with him.
I told him to go away, waved my paint brush around (yes, that set of clothing is still showing the effects).
He turned his head back and forth and then pinned me again with his glare.
Then a second owl showed up to a nearby branch and also laser-eyeballed me. I maybe didn't feel so secure in my position as an apex predator (snort). So I shined the flashlight at both of them and yelled a bit louder about my right to paint in my own backyard. Then the first one lifts from his branch, and does he fly up and away? ... No. He flies down. Right over my head. I ducked, or he would have been snacking on one of my eyeballs.
I may have run away a little bit.
I may have announced as I came in the house that I was done with painting for the evening, as if it was my own idea.

... They're out there. Always watching...

 

[NewcoopNewpoop]

That is a beautiful owl..