When I look through my trail cam pictures, I expect to see a squirrel.
Maybe a squirrel eating a snack…
Maybe a squirrel tail.
Maybe a squirrel tail at night.
Ok, maybe several hundred pictures of a squirrel.
Apparently I set up my camera where the squirrel hangs out to survey the domain of which he is master.
It’s really not my place at all.
And THEN, there are the real shockers.
What kind of owl is that?
I’m used to the little barred owls, but they don’t have that distinctly outlined face.