Tawny Owl

The white owl was out, with its peculiar grating cry; so was the tawny owl, breaking forth into its loud hail—hoi-hoi-hoi!

Suddenly, from the ruined garden above him on the brow of the slope, came the dread hunting cry of his old enemy, the tawny owl.

Never before had Mrs Monnerie so closely resembled a puffed-out tawny owl.

The Tawny Owl has a large head, and is about fourteen inches in height.

Rarest of all, we may sometimes stumble across the home of the Tawny Owl.