Friday, July 30, 2010

Everything was great and the owls were really soft. Only downer is that everything was dead. Some of the owls were older than my grandfather. But someday I might go to the falcon reserve were they have live owls and hacks and might be able to hold them. Oh yeah the guy there gave me a Great Horned Owl feather to make into a quill.

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