Welcome to Drama Ranch

I have recently become a 'Farmer'. I believe the technical term would be rancher, since we have animals more so than crops. I am learning something new everyday. I also have a lot of unanswered questions. Most of them are acquired by learn as you go techniques. Basically, I have f'ed things up a lot. This is my story of leaving the Burbs for the Farm.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

The Owl Ninja

Drama Ranch!! On Thursday, Austin came home and called me at work. He said 'Mom, there is an owl in the chicken coop and it has killed two chickens' Great, I couldn't even imagine this happening. He wanted to know what he should do. I told him 'Just get him out.' Of course, Austin being the over reactor that he is replied 'Mom, it has huge talons and pointed beak!! It's gonna claw my eyes out!' I basically told him to buck up and at least go put a bucket or something over it til I get home and then I will take care of it. He wanted to get his BB gun and shoot it. I had to explain to him that A - I don't think a BB gun will do anything but piss the bird off and B - I was 99% sure that it is illegal to hurt an owl. So that being said he was off to try and 'capture' the owl. I hung up the phone and was talking to my co-worker about the situation. He said that Fish & Game would probably go fetch it. My next move was to call F&G. I explained my situation and the gentlemen on the phone assured me that it was not an owl in my chicken coop. It was a chicken hawk and no, they don't really want to come and get it. Hmmm...I am assuming that the chicken hawk is nothing like the little tough guy that hangs out with Foghorn Leghorn. So, I google it. I must have pulled up the scariest picture ever of a Chicken Hawk. The page showed a very mean, super large bird that in my mind was something that could probably hurt someone in an enclosed area. It has a five foot wingspan. Very, very scary!! Did I say that already. And yes, I just sent my kid out to play with it. Panic quickly sets in and I call home. Of course, no answer. My kid is right now in the chicken coop with the large scary bird that is probably going to kill him. I am such a good mommy! Okay, hmmm, call Rita. She can at least stop by the house and tell Austin that 'never mind the bird, your mom's an ass'. Rita answers and I hear screaming in the background. She is with Austin, watching him catch the 'bird'. It wasn't a mean ol' chicken hawk, just a mean ol' great horned owl. I would of been scared, I know Austin was scared, but he is now the Owl Ninja. How many kids can say that? Check out the pics!!

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