About a month or so ago, Husband and Son were coming home from work, (they work 2nd shift) and Husband hit this owl as it swooped down in front of the truck.  The owl was unconscious, so Son wrapped it in a jacket and they took it to the police station.  It was closed, so they dialed 911 from the lobby, and the operator called Raptor Rescue.  The owl started to revive, and Son was a bit freaked out by the head spinning and such, so he wrapped it tighter and they put it in a box when they got home.  A volunteer from Raptor Rescue came and picked it up the following day, took some information and said they would call to let us know how it was doing.  As it turns out, last week they called and said the owl was fine, it only had a mild concussion, and did Husband want to release it back into the neighborhood?  Of course, he jumped at the chance and he and Son picked it up in the afternoon and set it free that evening when they got home from work.  Teen, Tween and I were still on our vacation so we missed out.  Such the Lucky Ducks.  Hopefully it will stay clear of trucks from now on.

I was looking at this picture, and admiring its feathers, thinking, now wouldn't that make a lovely colorway for some yummy sock yarn?