There is no more haunting sound on a still, dark winter's night than the hooting of a tawny owl. We had our own regular visitor some winters ago at Colbost and we wanted to remember her. (In Gaelic, the owl is "the old woman of the night" so she had to be a she!) This little owl was the result. We called her Misty. We will never know if she looks like the old woman but she does make everyone smile!