We had a very sad day yesterday. Alba was a barn owl who we have had for about five years. He was captive bred and so could not be released. He lived with his mate, Bobbi and was a real darling. Of all the barnies, Al had true character and would fly to the fist for his tea at night. Always lively and the first out at night to see what was going on.
The other day, he flew to the perch for his food but seemed to miss and landed on the floor. At first, we thought it was a problem with his leg as he had an old injury but the more time went by, the more it looked as if he had had a stroke and he passed away yesterday.
We miss him a lot but he was actually seventeen years old which is a pretty good innings for a barn owl so I guess we shouldn't be too sad about it but the aviary seems very empty without him and I think Bobbi will miss him a lot too.
RIP little man, our Al xxxxxxxxxxx