THE GREAT "ESCAPE" HORNED OWL
Standing on the side of the pathway, the Great Horned Owl had somehow sustained a fractured left humerus. So with the help of the powerful healer, she was subdued and the healer tended to her wounds. She was transported to a locked chamber to mend. I was tasked with bringing her food, water, and medicine after the sun had set. She vowed to me that my life would end and she would escape these chambers.
Every evening I would prepare her meal as well as prepare myself for battle. I equipped my Kevlar gloves and my towel that was my shield. I crept down the corridor but she would hear me coming. She would hiss and clack and upon reaching her chambers she would throw herself against the door. Reminding me of her vow.
After building up enough courage, I would open the locked chamber door and swiftly go in to leave her meal. I would rush out quickly as she was on my heels lunging, hissing, hooting, and clacking. Relieved that I had survived, I would finish my chores and finally settle into bed. I would hear loud bangs, booms, and dishes being thrown around.
Weeks and weeks went by and every evening was the same. Except one evening, her hoots seemed to be a little off. Like she was in a different place. I crept down the corridor and what did I find? She had escaped! The Great Horned Owl stood high on top of the chamber, proud that she had made her grand escape.
With the help of my companion, we subdued her and transported her to a much larger chamber where she can stretch her wings. She will now prepare for her grand release. Release back into wild, where maybe another Great Horned Owl is waiting for her.
