I like owls. I like their rotund eyes. I like their solitary habits and I even like that curious thing that they can do with their necks.
Owls hold interesting cultural symbolisms. I remember as a child in Kenya, we were often told that owls were harbingers of death and that their call, called someone within earshot to their grave. Conversely, to my Japanese family, owls are seen as lucky and protectors from hardship.