This barred owl was the last cool bird we saw as Katie and I left the refuge last week. It swooped across the trail and perched, so I eased the JEEP up and leaned against it for a tripod.
Later, when I reviewed these pics, I could not help anthro...anthrop ... anthr ... assigning human emotions to the owl's expression and body language.
Sadly, most of the looks reminded me of my highschool days and ... girls. The first pic is so, "If I ignore him, maybe he'll just go away." I remember receiving that one a few times.
The middle pic of utter disdain was very familiar to the teenage FC. It's the classic, " I DO NOT believe you are talking to me, much less asking me out. You've got to be kidding. "