About a week ago, an owl with the consequences of a traumatic brain injury came to us for rehabilitation. I, of course, was very concerned about her condition. I tried to give her the best food and I cut it into small pieces and fed her from my arms. The owl pretended that she had no appetite. I was very worried and called the girl who treated the owl at the initial stage. And here the secret has opened! The girl was shocked! She said that the owl eats well on its own, tearing food with claws and its beak. She said that the owl is probably a sly, lazy ass! That evening I left food for the owl. I did not cut it, but simply put it in the feeder. In the morning the feeder was empty!
