Thursday afternoon I tipped one of the trailcams back to the canopy just on the off chance that it would catch some baby action overnight. This was right before the Shaggy-on-the-Ground situation. When we went to bed, the status quo was Shaggy-on-the-Fence. Apparently, after that, Shaggy had to shimmy past the trailcam to get where he was going. So here you go: a few seconds of stealth owlet tummy.