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From Nature's Edge Wildlife and Reptile Rescue

Imagine it: you're walking through the woods at night, the moon barely peeking through the trees. Suddenly, you hear a blood-curdling scream that freezes you in your tracks. Your heart pounds. You spin around, calling out-"Hello? Are you okay? Do you need help? Should I be running away right now?"

Then, your eyes catch a glimpse of the source: a tiny, fluffy creature on the forest floor. You cautiously approach, expecting a helpless victim, only to realize...it's an owl. A baby owl. You reach down to help, thinking, "Aw, poor thing must be scared."

But instead of gratitude, it hits you with the most unholy hiss-scream-shriek combination you've ever heard. "REEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!" You stumble back, convinced you've just met the spawn of a banshee and a velociraptor.

And so, Nature's Edge welcomes its newest resident: a baby barn owl. Tiny, adorable, and filled with inexplicable rage. Which really makes you wonder... where did they live before we started building barns? Caves? Hollow trees? Or did they just wander the wilderness, hissing at everything in their path like little feathery gremlins?

Either way, we're thrilled to have this pint-sized terror under our care. Just don't make direct eye contact... it seems to take that very personally.