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What A Hoot

Each evening, bird lover Tom stood in his backyard, near some woods, hooting like an owl. One night, an owl called back to him. For a year, the man and his feathered friend hooted back and forth. He even kept a log of the “conversation.” He just knew he was on the verge of a breakthrough in interspecies communication, when he caught the flu and had to be in bed for several days.

After 3 days of being in bed, Tom’s neighbor, Bob, came over to cheer him up. Tom was feeling a little stronger, so they went outside and sat on Tom’s deck.

“I’ve really missed being out here with the owls,” said Tom. “It’s been 3 days since I’ve been able to talk to them.”

“I know what you mean,” said Bob. “There’s one owl that visits the woods behind our house almost every night. I never see him, but he loves to talk. I think he even answers me.”

“Really?” asked Tom. “It must be the same one that talks to me.”

“Could be,” said Bob. “The only problem is, it stopped answering me 3 days ago.”

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