After much wasted effort to obtain jack rabbit for our supper, Scottie suggested shooting a burrowing owl that was perched near our camp. I said “owls are vermin” Scottie went on at length about how good it would taste, what a delicious soup it would make… on and on he went about the owl .I picked up the gun and shot it, I cleaned the bird featherless it didn’t look worth eating. Scottie insisted we not throw it away. We made a soup of the owl cooking it in our teakettle. It was not a tasty soup but we had not eaten meat since Mr. Clark furnished us with flour and a little sugar and tea, and a piece of freshly killed bear meat. I implored, Scottie” when you go to England with me to see my folks, don't you tell them that we ate an owl.”
Want to know more about Lost Blogs? Try these links.
The Lost Blogs and Kapgar