Ah, Look at All the Lonely Owlets . . .

Where oh where did our Mom go? We are cold and trying to keep each other warm. Has she abandoned us for greener pastures? We is just a little pile of fuzzybritches and need some comfortz. Please come back, Mom, and bring da food!!!

(Sydney--you are being recalled. Enough with the fly abouts and bathing in the koi pond. Your babies needz you!! Get thee home to the owl box right now!)