Where there's smoke....2

.......there's usually an owl!!!

After some serious messing about this morning I managed to remove a Tawny Owl from the stove flu. Easier said than done, the poor thing must have thought the cold chimney would make the perfect winter home, fell down, tried to get out around the back boiler and died when I put on the fire.

We found some owl pellets on the deck so it must have been hunting and roosting there for a wee while.

There is absolutly no sense of satisfaction - I want more owls not less.

It did make for the most surreal, bizarre blip ever!