Each evening, a bird lover stood in his backyard and hooting like an owl. Then one night, an owl called back to him. For a year, the man and his feathered friend hooted back and forth. He even kept a log of the “conversation.”
Just as the bird lover thought he was on the verge of a breakthrough in interspecies communication, his wife had a chat with the neighbor.
“My husband spends his nights… calling out to owls,” said the bird lover’s wife.
“That’s odd,” the neighbor replied. “So does my husband.”
Then it dawned on them.