And then I had to wonder what the poor owl thought of all that nonsense. Probably something like: "If our sizes were reversed, you would be an hors d'oeuvres."
I bet the person in charge of straitjacketing and UNstraitjacketing the owls wears a layer of chainmail over a layer of bandages. Kinda like Hodgesaargh!
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