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[–] 2 pts 1y

I like shit like this. When I was younger in Norway one of my favorite memories was an owl that would stalk me as if it wanted to eat me but I slowly grew and we bonded. It would eventually stop flying around me but land closely and stare at me then after time, fly away. I was 3 and it's one of my earliest memories. I called him "Ugle". I wonder what ever happened to him.

[–] 1 pt 1y

I had to translate that

[–] 0 pt 1y

Yeah, it means Owl.

[–] 1 pt 1y

Agreed. Stories like these are great, nature never ceases to amaze me

[–] 1 pt 1y

My brother had a crow that followed him home from 1st grade every day in the same kind of manner.