Editor’s note: This story is the second in a two-part series chronicling how Jim Anderson became the human companion for a Great Horned Owl, found as a baby by a logger near Prineville in the ’50s. Wasn’t he handsome? My feathered foster son, Owl, was just two years old when Bill Marsh made him the […]
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My Feathered Foster Son
From blending up gophers to owning up to the harvest of the neighbor’s cat,
our nature columnist recalls the days of having his very own Great Horned Owl
“Way back, when the Sun was a tiny thing and the Big Dipper was a little tin drinkin’ cup,” (thanks Reub Long) I was living in the Jones House in Bend with Dean and Lily Hollinshead. One evening the phone rang. “This Jim Anderson, the wildlife guy?” a gruff voice asked. I said it was, […]