I did not see him at first, if you didn’t know where to look then you could have missed him. My human held me to the glass and told me to look, and that if I saw him, wisdom would come to me. So I stared, and slowly his head moved to stare at me and his feathers ruffled, I had never seen anything like it. I heard my human say it was an owl and that is was very strange to see one sitting on our fence  in the day time and for so long. Hours past and still the owl sat- moving his head left and right. The rain tore down on him and he seemed not to notice Then he must have thought it was his time to go. He stretched his wings and was gone.

-Whiskers