He was owling when owling wasn't cool.

National Geographic.  Great Horned Owl.

He was having a hoo-down on our tow dolly in the dark part of this morning. I read that they're ventriloquists, but I'm no dummy: I heard him touch down on the dolly, and I heard him push off.  

Yesterday a Gila woodpecker got us out of bed at a reasonable hour by rapping on the Duck.  What's next, a bald eagle?