Yesterday my parents took Steve and I and all the grandkids to a raptor center. (10 year old Anthem was relieved to find out it was a birds of prey center and NOT a velociraptor center - he was having visions of Jurrasic Park reenactments!)
We started the morning by meeting and feeding a baby barn owl. She did not have a permit yet, so we could not photograph her. Trust me when I say that she was so homely she was cute! The kids really liked her - she was all eyes and feet and white fuzz.
Wazoo had been trained to sit on a decorative perch and pose for pictures.
Poor Rae was not much interested in big birds and dead mice and standing quietly. Her favorite part was finding a ladybug on the sidewalk. But for the rest of us, visiting the raptor center was fascinating!