Tonight when I got home from the gym, I was cleaning out Rosie's backseat. It looked like my gym bag barfed. Gym clothes were stewn about...it wasn't pretty.
While hauling in my random and misc-ish gym clothes, I heard an owl. He was "Whooooooo-Whoooooooo-Whoooooooooing."
I paused and listened again.
His song was soo pretty. I wonder if he was calling his friend...or maybe he was just saying "Hi" to me in his lovely owl-ish way.
At any rate, it was lovely. His song was soo pretty.
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