Well, it is mating season for my little Burrowing owls. Camilla looks like she is ready to pop wee owlets any day now. Charles was none too happy with me hanging around. He hissed and made all kinds animated expressions. Here he is hissing at me. Finally Charles flew off into the nearby trees. Camilla calmly sat there looking at me eventually turning towards her mate and calling him to return with "cooooooo, coooooo." I turned and left only to see Charles fly back to Camilla's side before I drove off.