Eurasian Eagle-Owl, Night 124

Last night I watched Flaco hunt at the compost heap. While the photographs of him look wonderful, the environment is far from it. He’s hunting in at three dumpsters in the middle of a staging site for the construction of the new rink/pool. I’m pointing this out because on social media, Flaco’s freedom continues to be celebrated as though he is living a full life. He’s living a different life than when he was in the zoo, but it’s now at a dump site, in an urban park. Far from a full life.

Eurasian Eagle-Owl, Night 111

Flaco’s hunting skills have noticeably improved in recent weeks. When he started hunting months ago, he would pounce on his prey. Over the last week, I’ve seen him make three wonderful passes at Brown Rats, where he catches the rat and keeps flying. He swoops down, you see him catch the rodent, hear a squeal, and he then flies to tree with a level branch to eat without ever needing to be on the ground. He’s doing this while weaving through fences and bushes.