Not that I've seen either here, in Kent Wa. Maybe a great horned owl or screech owl, but no barred. However, it seems that the spotted owl, according to this article, isn't losing ground due to loggers, but the naturally agressive competitors for space, the barred owl.
On a related note, squirrels. I often see the Western gray squirrels dumpster diving at PLU. But yesterday, I had to doublecheck, a red squirrel, the less agressive cousin, ran across the parking lot.
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Have a nice weekend with an old song from Demi Roussos
It's five o'clock
and I walk through the empty streets
thoughts fill my head
but then still
No one speaks to me
My mind takes me back
to the years that have passed me by
(interlude)
It is so hard to believe
That it's me
that I see
in the window pane
it is so hard to believe
that all this is the way
that is has to be
It's five o'click
and I walk through the empty streets
The night is my friend
And in him
I find sympathy
And so I go back to the years that have to past me by
(interlude)
It is so hard to believe
That it's me
that I see
in the window pane
it is so hard to believe
that all this is the way
that is has to be
It's five o'click
and I walk through the empty streets
The night is my friend
And in him I find sympathy
He gives, gives me day
gives me hope
and a little dream too
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