|the children didn't know there were being watched. Reflected in the mirrored eyes of the harbinger of their doom, they happily played along, blissfully unaware of the strike that was about to fall upon them from above.
Or, would fall on them above, if Oscar wasn't a burrowing owl, and if he wasn't just a little over 20oz large.
As Oscar flew off after the "attack", dejected, a final stab was cast into his heart.
"Aww, daddy, did you see that cute owl try and defend his nest?"
Oscar knew then that he'd be back, oh yes, and Guido the Great Grey would be with him this time!