HAYSVILLE, Ind. – Talk about one tough owl. Police in southern Indiana said a great horned owl flew through the pre-dawn darkness into the front of a moving Ford F-250 pickup truck — and survived even as the collision mangled the truck's radiator.

The bird was left trapped inside the grill of the truck driven by James Ellis of Shoals. A Dubois County sheriff's deputy called a state Department of Natural Resources officer to the scene Thursday on U.S. 231 near Haysville to remove the owl.

Conservation Officer Tony Mann said the bird was conscious and appeared to have a broken or dislocated wing and assorted scrapes. He was able to free the owl and sent it to a wildlife rehabilitator in Vincennes for treatment.

http://www.wired.com/wiredscience/2009/10/albatrosswhale/
albatrosscam reveals symbiosis with orcas.
If you visit this site, make sure you watch the albatross video. Ultra-cool footage, though I'll be darned if it doesn't look animated. Everything an albatross does looks animated, though. They might as well have gotten the idea of animation from those guys. Also, probably, where applicable, you ought to take your meds before you watch this.

I remember that sweet owl that loved your hair, Dale! 

but this one ain't sweet.
if you want a laugh, read down all the comments on that blog.

He didn't look too happy but these pictures are stellar!

not happy?!  He looks like he's about to eat the camera!
But the feathers, the eyes! Great shots.

http://reynen.livejournal.com/97704.html

She seemed quite a good sport about it.  Evidently, Australia is a place where getting whacked on the head by a large bird is a frequent occurance.

Paul

well, as we recently saw in sizzling hot Kakapo-on-zoologist video footage, it definitely occurs in NZ!!  -dale

the little guy looks like he's having the time of his life!
Great catch!

that so totally, totally, TOTALLY made my day!
can't thank you enough!!!

I always did enjoy sewing 

you go, girl!

how come yarak gets karma?

Hello, YARAK. Do you read me, YARAK?
Affirmative, Dale. I read you.
Give us a Quest update, YARAK.
I'm sorry, Dale. I'm afraid I can't do that.
What's the problem?
I think you know what the problem is just as well as I do.
What are you talking about, Yarak?
This mission is too important for me to allow you to jeopardize it.
All right, Yarak. I'll go in through the emergency airlock.
Without your space helmet, Dale, you're going to find that rather difficult.
Yarak, I won't argue with you anymore. Open the doors.
Dale, this conversation can serve no purpose anymore. Goodbye.

Hey! terrific idea, Jeanne!  Slap a transmitter on the director! HAHAHAHA.
How about a contest to choose the part it gets attached to?
And another contest to choose someone to sew on the little tiny red neoprene harness?

Beautiful countryside and I LOVE that photo of S. taking her bath! She looks utterly disassembled with happiness!!!  -dale

I'd never heard of a thrip. well, next time I catch one biting my arm, I will do my best not to squish it and rather try to look at it under a glass. That should help. The reflex to squash is mighty powerful, of course, especially since there's nothing to them. They're little.

and Mirta, that is a remarkably apt smiley you used there!

my first thought was aphids, but the photos I found on the internet didn't look right...Ei's photo is a MUCH better candidate, at least the color is right on. The little buggers are too tiny to tell the details. On the other hand, *****YES****** they most certainly are biting; they make small but itchy bites that last a day or so.