Unexpected Loiterer

Arriving back home after a delightful meal out at a restaurant on the banks of the Charente river, we were reversing into our space to plug the car in, and I called “stop”. On the garden gate was the Little Owl. We think this is probably the owlet, because it was not phazed at all that we were reversing directly towards it. I opened the window, leant outside and snapped as fast as possible before it flew off, which it did eventually. Not the greatest pic, but nice all the same.