I hope it is within the rules of tweeters to relay a cute article in
today's paper, Vancouver, .B.C. Sun.

Bill Elliot was walking down a lane in VanDusen Gardens, about
75 acre botanical garden in Vancouver. Bill's cap was suddenly
lifted off his head. He watched, fascinated, as it floated up to a
nearby power line where a "smiling" owl {article does not state
what kind} stared down at him, the cap firmly clenched in its beak.
Sticks thrown in its general direction were ignored. Bill reports that
he was forced to go home capless. The next morning he found the
cap in a bush below the power line. "I guess the cap was the wrong
size"

As a footnote, I contacted the editor of that section of the
newspaper and asked what kind of owl was it. She responded that
that information was not available and it was not the point of the
storey. I suggested that it was the point of the storey, if one was a
bird watcher. I wonder if there is a sensitivity training course we
could suggest to this editor.

Don Lockwood, Instructor.
Faculty of Commerce and Business Administration.
University of British Columbia.
(604) 822-8428, Fax (604) 822-9470.
"Talk is cheap because supply exceeds demand."