Owlyote

Picture it: Well, there I am lying peacefully in bed reading, on my phone, at 11pm or some ridiculous hour when suddenly I'm wide awake. I turn my phone off (so I can hear better? Does that count as a reason?) and listen.

"Do you hear that?" I ask in a panicked whisper/shout (it's not easy to do, trust me).

"Hear what?" my half asleep husband mumbles.

"That owl. Or coyote. Or whatever that is howling out there..." Now I'm trying to open the shades to see outside.

"Um, no. Do you hear an owl?" Husband rolls over and asks. *wide eyed blank stare*

"Stop it. You know you hear it too."

"Yeah, sure I do..." *insert quizzical 'Should I call the funny farm?' look* Husband gives up and goes back to sleep.

I swear there was something howling outside my window last night. I couldn't tell if it was an owl or a coyote, because it kind of sounded like it was coming from the roof of the building next to us, but it also sounded like it was hiding behind a car in the parking lot, and either it was flying around like a spaz outside or it was on the ground playing with the acoustics (because I assume that's what they do with their free time), so location as an indicator was not helping. So I've decided that it is a new breed of hybrid animal. Enter: Owlyote. And if this wasn't bad enough, all it's little bird friends decided to put on a show at early this morning. Owlyote was the conductor of the chorus (the It's 4 F-ing AM Bird Chorus). Really, you have to see it to understand. So here it is:

I like that he has fur AND feathers on his body, and that his coyote arms (front legs?) are actually owl wings. The bird chorus looks happy enough, and it was actually dark outside but I didn't draw the sky. Sue me.