Last night I found the kids, and happily they were back in our yard. Before I could even finish rejoicing, I saw an adult owl flying down the alley, weirdly visible and low. And then I realized only one kid was still in our tree. Because the adult owl I’d seen flying was Scooby, and he was happily hopping around TWO YARDS DOWN. Shaggy was as distressed by this development as I was, and I managed to catch him FLYING to fix the situation. It’s not great video because I’m holding the camera by hand and also it’s low light and also I’m not a photographer. But it’s footage, by gum. So here you go.