I never thought I would be attacked by an owl while I was digging through the trash.
But there I was, in the dark, protecting my children from any further attack by this big, bony beast.
I had a huge stick that I kept in the Jeep to poke the raccoons and bear that came into our yard.
This owl was on top of the trashcan, sitting on it, waiting for me to throw something away.
I was determined to save my kids.
I pushed him off the trashcan and he flew across the yard and perched on the garage roof, where my husband later went to shoo him away.
Our trash is on the garage roof, and I imagine this owl was looking to stand on all the trash.