This morning at 4:30 a.m. the sound of several great horned owls calling right outside the cabin woke up the dogs, who began to bark, which woke me up. Sparrow also decided she needed to go out, now that she was awake. So I stumbled out of bed, grabbed my headlamp, and we went outside.
The owls, three of them, were all very close. The two females were the closest, the male a bit further away. The one female was very close and had to be in my front forest, just a tree or two from the edge. With the headlamp I scanned every tree I could see but never caught her eyeshine.
The nearby hooting spooked Sparrow, who started barking and running around trying to find the something she was barking out. Sometimes a particularly loud hooting sent her in the opposite direction, trying to get away from the sound she couldn’t find.Needless to say that was the end of my sleep last night. I rather hope tonight is quieter.