Archives for November 2015

HAPPY ENDING!!!
In my nocturnal excursions, I have found mice in my terrace; where I had the box in which I came to sleep everydayday, to be safe. In this place I began to meet sisters.
How good is the company, eye contact, turn my head, looking at the world down, receive messages from my partners, to hiss, compete for food, show who is the best, climb higher, stalk and flying plummet in silence. Oooohhhh this is life!!!! This is my lif!!!.
I turn finally to feel free, happy, elegant, marvelous, strong, great. I lord my heavens over, keepping the night. I laced my life with my fellows!!! I feel accompanied in my environment, in my home !!!!
My adventures took me farther and farther, higher. My domains were the whole municipality of Cabra (Córdoba in Andalusia, Spain). I met 24 fellow who told me they had happened the same than me and there are strangely good human saving owls like us to we can recover and return to live in freedom. Thanks to them we are here, and we all live in the same region, each on its territory without disturbing and feeling company, specie identification and twinning night of white ladies.
We just ask and want every night not to fall into any trap, power lines, not to eat something unfortunately poisoned by men or that we do not run over or get shot …
GOOD LUCK LITTLE OWLS. EL AMONITE WITH OTHER ORGANIZATIONS AND ASSOSIATIONS DID IT FOR YOUR FREEDOM AND ECOVERY OF THE SPECIE.FLY HIGH, FLY FREE !!
WE CALL YOU FREEDOM !!
I sgd. El Amonite
The Real Birdwatching

Nights happeneds and I felt increasingly happy. My sense of fear changed for feeling of familiarity and freedom desire.

Every night in my drawer appeared some mice, and happily, I sated my appetite. I had no idea how they were appearing there, because they wasn´t hunted by me as before.But far to question their origin, my voracious appetite just ordered me to consume the feast and fill the stomach as the law of life says, getting ever stronger and more vital.

So I spent a happy and prosperous time, listening to the sounds of the night and letting myself leave by the desire to go out and explore, I decided one night.

Exciting, gorgeous! I was exercising my wings again, feeling the breeze on my face and I was able to see little mice under my kingdom.

Ummmm !! I get Back to be me!! GaHoole!! King of Heaven, guardian of the night!!

Is it this my definitive life? …

TO BE CONTINUED

Between dreams and nostalgia the days passed. I was recovering and food din´t lack.

One morning men came, they put me in a cardboard box. Oh my God!! I turned to fear again!! What will happen to me? I thought.

They took me to one of these cold tables again. I was weighed, measured, putted a ring on my leg, and I don´t know why, someone kissed my.

Back in the box, I felt be moving because I felt movement. I arrived to a school with posters of animals, pictures of owls like me and works about wildlife that I know!! On the roof of the school there was a huge wooden crate that was outdoors. They left me there.

Night came and again I heard these wonderful familiar sounds. Sounds of the night, wildlife, micromammals, fresh breeze… even I could hear the language of partners!!! was I at home???? It can not be possible!! Am I living a dream? Will It be real?

My predatory instincts told me that I was back in my home!!

TO BE CONTINUED …

Next time I opened my eyes, a big strong hands were surrounding. Them, I felt a cold surgery table. I think something was into my body. It was a kind of pipe. I was not able to swallow and It was difficult to breathe. My eyes weighed, and in my dreams I saw some big orbed heads above me. How weird! Their faces were ugly and their beaks very strange! They were giants!!

I felt that feeling again. FEAR!! I didn´t know what was going to happend me. However, I was putted in aa little cage with a towel, and I feel for first time in a long time at ease, comfortable and protected. Oooh, perhaps I died and Im in the heaven!!

I spent some days there. My little cage was my house and the strange beings brought me mice to eat. At the moment, it felt good. I just hoped that nothing bad happened. The fear and warning went out of me. They were my companions. My alertness was my best defense.

I didn´t want to relax because I had the feeling of not being safe. I wished with all my will fly over my Sheltering Sky. Air, where nothing bad happens to me, my home, my element. I closed my eyes… I was overcome with sadness thinking: could I fly again through the air, quiet, free… beat my wings which asked me motion?  would I return to my home?… Between dreams and concerns I fell asleep …TO BE CONTINUED…

Hello!! My name is GaHoole. I am a Spanish owl. The lady of the night, Queen of the Andalusian sky. When the day gives way to the night, I go for a walk my stunning body flying through the skies of your populations. I don´t know why I always protagonist of lurid stories which linking me with death and the dark world. But I will tell you that I am an effective predator of rodents and small birds and I preffer to settle in the neighborhood of men, where I occupy attics, ruins, churches and old mansards. A cosmopolitan bird guarding the skies of forests and cities. I am the guardian of the sky, the watchman of the nocturnal cities, the candle of dreams. Who is flying while you sleep.

Unfortunately I have not been as lucky as other sisters of my kind. My destiny programmed for me the misfortune of eating something poisoned by the actions of men.

I feel several pain and I felt very bad. I was lyed on a kerb of a road because my body  doesn´t  give me strength anymore, but my hope was to reach the forest. I felt death coming. My eyes closed, I stopped feeling my body. My spirit soared as when I beat my wings in the silence of the sky. Air was not in my lungs. I think it’s over …