DaveC426913 said:
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Silently?
Yes
Ah. Then less likely a bird, bug or bat.
unless the bats are making that echolocation chirping sound, I do not hear them fly
but this was no bat
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Long ago, I rescued a great horned owl that had been caught in a steel leg trap in my uncle's chicken coop.
The trap had broken his(?) leg. My uncle told me to kill him. I said that seeing a great horned owl was a rare treat, and as I lived over 14 miles away(as the crow flies, more'n 20 by the roads) the odds were that the owl would not find his way back. So I took him home after splinting his leg with popsicle sticks and tape. I took 2 of my old rabbit cages, and broke out one end wall of each, then stacked them together with branches placed inside so he could roost.
I was rather poor then so the only meat I ate was liver, and I gave the owl 1/2 of my ration. Every day, I would put on a leather glove, and then a welding glove over that, and take him out of the cage and pump him up and down to make him exercise his wings. This went on for a few weeks---every few days, I would remove the splints and feel the broken part of the leg to make sure that it was healing straight, then resplint with the splints set in slightly different places.
After awhile, I did not replace the splints as the leg seemed to be healing well. Still, I would take him out and exercise his wings, then put him back in the cage with some of my liver.
One fine summer day, as I exercised his wings, he pinched my hand with the claws of his broken leg---right through the 2 layers of leather glove, and punctured the skin between 2 fingers, so on the upstroke, I released him. He flew up to the oak behind the cottage, and sat on a large branch overlooking my back yard garden.
Of an average day, I would go out into the yard of an evening with a salt shaker, and eat tomatoes, carrots, radishes, peppers, etc...whatever was ripe, and sometimes, the owl would swoop down on me, clearing my head by a couple feet.
And,
I never heard him coming until he was within 3 feet of me. The first couple times, I was rather startled.