I was startled heading out at night to close the chickens when something swooped out from the pig house past me and landed in the tree right next to the house. Like, these trees almost brush the house.
This is a very bold owl, unconcerned about me, that’s for sure.
I was worried for the guineas, who had been out late, but they were all fine, perched up in the GH. They were whimpering in an unusual tone, like they were aware of the owl and scared, but no harm done.