horton hears a hoo

As i've said before we have recently had a few Great Horned Owls living in our yard and checking out the chickens. At night while Shane and i sit out on the balcony talking we often hear them hooting. We like to hoot to them and hear them hoot back at us. We often give each other a knowing smile and thumbs up gesture during these moments acknowledging the total awesomeness of our house. We are still a little sensitive at times about the whole move to the country thing.

So, another activity we like here in the country is walking around our long block with the kids. Our block runs in a circle and is about 2 kilometers which in miles would be... something different. Everybody on the street enjoys privacy and the only real social activity is the walk around the block where we often stop and chat. Except when we pass the house on the corner. They are an older couple who are very religous, they took down all two acres of trees on their property for the timber money and built an armageddon shelter. Ahm-a-geddin-ready.

So, as we pass their house, if they are out in the garden, we like to yell out something along the lines of "goddammit Doodle get over here, jesus!" Then they both drop to their knees and pray. Really, there is no shortage of entertainment in the country. We are definately going to hell.

Today as we went for a walk we ran into a neighbour and were chatting about the owls in our yard and he was chatting about the owls in his. We both enjoyed hooting to the owls at night. At some point in the conversation we realised at about the exact same moment that we had all been hooting to each other. "Yah, well then, hah! Goodbye" And that was that.