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May 16, 2018

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My daughter mowed the golf course as a summer job. One of her favorite memories is the little burrowing owls popping out of their burrows, to watch her mow. We have a screech owl in our area. A neighbor called one night, to see if we were okay, as she heard someone screaming. My husband went out to investigate and discovered the screech owl was the "victim" or, maybe, "the guilty party" responsible for the screams.

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