Early morning encounter in the Coast Range... This Saw-Whet Owl was actively claiming territory, at first in a fairly casual way, more emphatically after hearing my poor imitation poo-poo-poo-poo call. Holding still on a branch in a thick regrowth of Douglas-Fir, the owl stared at me in disbelief, before flying up into the thicker branches to spend the day away from the Chickadees who were already coming around to inspect this nemesis of theirs.
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