Chapter 12 - Mind Set
For a few weeks, I remained content
that the owl was safe. Then, my conscience began to bother me. Sushi was so
beautiful in the wild. If we didn't return him soon, he would be captive for the
rest of his life.
Watching the magenta sunset from the
houseboat one afternoon, and listening to Loon Lake alone, I finally understood.
Even if the owl didn't make it in the wild. It would die free. It would fly
free. And, with any luck it would find a mate and make more baby owls. That
would never happen in a pen. He wouldn't get the exercise a big bird needs. His
wings might atrophy. He might get depressed and stop eating. But, most of all,
if he stayed in that pen much longer, he would think he was a chicken!
This time, I really set my heart and
mind to freeing the owl. No matter what, I would never pen him again. I was
being selfish with his life.
When the announcement was made to
Steve, he looked up at the sky and smiled, whispering a little "Thank you,
"'There goes an owl' was the
Athenian saying indicating signs of victory" -
Man, Myth and Magic
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