Hi, I'm Hoot, the Barn Owl. I just poked my first hole in my egg. I've been poking holes in my egg for awhile. I have to poke lots of holes to get out of this egg.
After about two days, I'm finally out of my egg! I'm the first one to hatch out of six eggs. A week has passed and all my brothers and sisters are out of their eggs. We are being fed four times a day, a small piece of meat usually from a rat every time we're fed. In order to get the meat our mother tears it up.
Our mother stays with us while our father is hunting for us. We are too young to even fly. Days went by and every day seemed the same, but my brothers and sisters and I were getting bigger.
Three weeks later I could swallow a whole rat like my parents could. Soon, everyone could swallow food whole. From the day we were born we had been blind and unable to see. One more week passed and I could see. Soon I started to grow down feathers and soon could fly, but not well.
We practiced flying every day, but it took us some time to be good at it. Over time my wings got bigger and bigger. By the time we learned to fly well we had lost most of our down. We kept on getting bigger and bigger and soon we were as big as our parents. We still needed to learn to hunt, so our parents kept on feeding us. One more month passed, now we can hunt by ourselves. We are now about six months old. Our parents don't want us anymore and are making us leave the territory.
I kept on trying to stay, but they kept hooting me away. After awhile they even pecked me to go away. I finally had to leave my home. I couldn't understand why they made me go away, but I had to leave.
I flew off and started my new life.