This past July, my friend was out jogging at the Delaware Canal in Rocky Hill, NJ. Just off the path, she saw an owl on the ground. He was moving around; but not flying.
Knowing the animal geeks my family is, she called us.
We grabbed supplies, flashlights, large blanket, animal carrier, pocket knives and went off to Rocky Hill.
With more people approaching, the owl stumbled toward the slope leading off into the Delaware Canal.
My husband and I went down the slope on either side of the owl and concentrated on getting it out of the water. The only thing we could do was use a large fat stick and hurd it up onto the slope.
Once on the slope I through a blanket over the owl and held the blanket down while my husband and I cut away the sticker vines that were around the blanket.
The slope. All that brush you see at the bank edge is sticker bushes. I was on that fallen tree:
We got the owl to The Raptors Trust. He ended up being a Great Horned Owl!
He is still recovering. I hope he can be rereleased. But if not, he can stay at The Raptors.
My kids were jumping up and down thinking we were the coolest ever. They were calling all of us the Wild Thornberries on the way to The Raptors Trust.