I’m a night owl doing night owl things. I come home at one in the morning to my fellow night owls, who I find cooking dinner or doing the washing at after midnight. ‘Tis so nice to keep the same unusual hours as other people. No sneaking around trying not to make noise (which is nigh on impossible when you’ve had a few wines and are wearing high heels on marble floors), and people to say ‘hola’ to in the wee small hours of the morning.
Here’s the Argentinian Short-eared Owl.