"What's That?"

Keith and I were walking along Moran on our way home from our nightly constitutional when we heard a strange quavering call. "What's that?" I asked. We stopped to listen. "A cat?" Keith asked? "It doesn't sound like a cat to me," I answered, "it sounds like a screech owl. Maybe it's a Halloween recording." Keith stopped and looked up into the closest tree--there was a lump up there. I got my binoculars out of my pocket and sure enough, it was a little screech owl. After we'd watched it a while, I decided to attempt a photo, but it flew just as I got the camera ready. We were pleased. We hadn't expected to have a nature encounter two doors down from our house in the city on a dark rainy night.