|I see into your soul|
I have a problem being easily distracted by animals. Any animal really; it doesn't even have to be cute. Owl, snake, ferret, tarantula; doesn't really matter to me. You can be guaranteed if I see an animal while I am with you, I will point in excitement, as if it is the first time I have seen said animal and spend the next 15 minutes preening over it. As I did with Mr. Owl. That's what I named him. Pretty clever, huh?
Yes, I fussed over a random owl while my co-workers stood idly by. I got to pet him, and I thought for sure I would explode from cuteness overload. I'm fairly certain most of my co-workers were reconsidering that maybe it was a good thing I am leaving for medical school.
I can't help it. I'm a sucker for vicious birds of prey.
|I would not want to mess with Mr. Owl|
|If I ever become a wizard, I call dibs on you|
|I, for one, welcome our new overlords|
|Yep, I've run out of witty remarks|
|Thank goodness huh?|
|I can't imagine I will ever have another post about owls, but we'll tag this post "owls" anyway|