Yesterday I got an email from the glycol manager at the Minneapolis/St Paul Airport asking if I knew anyone that might be interested in snowy owl pellets. ME! I went over as soon as I could and collected the four fat beauties. These guys have some heft to them and they're about as long as my iPod. I used them as bribery to arrange lunch with a friend I haven't seen for awhile. I wrote, "I have snowy owl pellets, how can you say no to lunch with me now?"

After we dissect them and id what is inside, they will either go to The Raptor Center or the Minnesota Ornithologists' Union collection. They're like little unopened presents in my fridge right now, I can barely stay away form them.