The Life of a Barn Owl

Once upon a time, a Barn Owl passed, but before it passed. The life of this owl was difficult, but also fascinating. It started with an egg 1.5 inches long and 1.3 inches wide in. With a mother that always protected him and sang to him every night. Before it went off to sleep.

“Oh, little one, oh, little one. Don’t worry about a thing. For your momma is here. She protects you as long as she’s here. I will guide you and keep you safe from all harm.” Until one day, the egg hatched, but mom was nowhere to be found. The little owl waited for hours for his mother to return when finally. The mom had returned with a mouth full of worms, and the mamma fed her baby everyday. And every night she sang to that same baby. Until one night, there was a horrible storm. Whoosh! Went the wind. Crackle! Went to the tree, and the nest went down, down, down, until it crashed onto the surface and the only thing the poor little thing could do was wait out the storm. The poor little owl cried out and cried out, but no one would answer. The poor little barn owl waited out the storm. With no food, no mamma to be found. Just the shelter of the tree, and when the storm was all said and done. The little Barn owl. Got on its feet, and took a look outside. He saw the world for the first time and thought to itself.

“The world is bigger than I thought…” The baby owl was very hungry, and knew it needed food and fast, but first it needed to know how to fly. So, it raised its wings once, and tried to take off, but failed. So. it tried again only this time with a little bit more momentum, and failed again. So, this time it spread its wings out. Ran for some momentum, and flapped its wings, and just like that it was up in the air! Getting higher and higher until it was as high as it could be. Then, once it found that it was in the air. It scoped the area to find some food. Luckily for this barn owl. It knew just where to look. For it heard a delicious slimy frog.. croaking, right in the middle of some mud. So, it swooped down with it’s talons out, and snatched that frog. Right out of the air before it hit the water, and it ate it with a satisfying stomach. As gooey as it was, it was also very scrumptious, and once it was done eating it went off to find shelter for the night. For the sun was coming up and needed it quick. So, it flew up and spotted an old abandoned wood structure that had a slanted roof and a couple of nests with feathers everywhere like some other kind of birds have been here. It also had a little torn down fence. The place was deserted, but one nest was at least cozy enough to stay the night. The next morning came, and it was time for breakfast. So, it went out and found a mouse, and after the owl ate it, it flew off to explore a little. It ran into a few issues along the way…like, going to a river to get some water but almost getting snapped by a rattlesnake. Then flew right into a cactus when it spotted a nice looking pile of bugs to eat, but swerved out of the way quickly, and went down to eat the bugs. They were beetles to be more precise. After traveling high and far, the owl finally went back home after a quick stop to eat a snake for dinner, and went back to the cozy nest, to sleep. Days went by. With the same routine everyday. Eat and explore. Explore and eat, until about it was the middle of march, and a little late into the year for the owl, but luckily enough he found the one. She was beautiful and late as well, they met eye to eye, and fell rightfully in love. So, later during their lives they made a nice place to stay together. Made a couple of owlette’s to once again explore the environment for themselves and later they passed peacefully together, but had a wonderful adventurous life, and didn’t have many regrets at all.

The end.