So I'm minding my own business googling photos of Eastern Screech-Owls, hoping I might come across some pictures of old friends, when what to my wondering eyes should appear but this highly embarrassing photo of me molting back in something like 2003. I mean what the heck?! Can't a bird do ANYTHING without some blankety-blank human taking pictures? I usually don't look nearly that bad when I'm molting, and 90% of the year I look gorgeous if I do say so myself.
Really, I don't mind this next series at all, but if I've got to be perfectly objective (not an easy task for an owl!) I suppose some poor white mouse googling photos of HIS family members might feel a bit queasy.