Sure enough, she drifted in - quickly and quietly - to accept the offered libation .
In case you have clicked on her image and are wondering about the snow,that shot was a formal portrait , done last winter.
Ms Owl snapped her beak appreciatively. " Mmm... Quite dry; but a nice fruity taste."
I splashed a bit more in her cup. " There you go. I see you have your reading glasses with you..."
" Oh. These ? I just need them for close work."
"Don't we all ? So, what's new and exciting in the news ? "
"Oh, my ! Where to start ? Let's see: Sandy Berger- you know: the former Clinton administration National Security Advisor ? Don't look so blank ! The one who visited the National Archives, and walked out with documents stuffed in his clothing? Yes: that Sandy Berger ! Mr. Berger has joined Hillary Clinton as a campaign advisor, and there are rumors he has been promised a place in the new Clinton Cabinet if she wins."
" Then somebody in Seattle got the FBI all excited about a week ago by claiming a nuclear weapon had been smuggled in on a ship. When the agents got there -all hot and sweaty - the citizen pointed out a pumpkin and a squash...which the Feebies examined dutifully: announcing later-with straight faces-the two vegetables presented no apparent hazard to the Republic."
" Oh. A Rhino named Lulu , who lives in the Budapest Zoo, is expecting her second calf. She was inseminated with the "love offerings" of a bull Rhino in Britain, named Simba."
"Ewww !", I said, pouring Ms Owl a bit more wine. " I don't think I'd like the job of collecting that !"
" For openers, how would you go about it. I mean, you don't just walk up to a bad-tempered animal that outweighs you by tons and say : " Pardon me, old chap, but I need a few cups of fertile fluids. Could you oblige ?"
Ms Owl was silent for a minute, then : " I suppose you would need to get him in the mood, somehow. Play Rhinoceros love ballads ,perhaps..."
"Maybe you could show him X-rated Rhino-erotic materials . Considering the wild variety of crap we get as spam, there must be something ! You know: like- "Ten Ton Tillie Does Timbuktu ".
I looked Ms Owl in the eye. " You know something ? I don't want to even think about this anymore !"
Ms Owl looked back blandly. " A little bit Rhino-phobic are we ? "
Sometimes, she a real smart owl-ec !!