It’s a chilly moonless night. You take off through the forest to get some cross-country skiing in when no other skiers are on the trail to interrupt you. The recent snowfall muffles all sounds, including the sound of your impending doom. Death takes wing, circling you in the night. With the faintest hint of the sound of feathers, death swoops toward you, razor-sharp talons heading directly for your soft, exposed neck. Have you made peace with your God? Because the Killer Owl of Bangor is about to bring you peace eternal.
Over the past month, a rogue great horned owl has been attacking skiers in the forest of Bangor, Maine. At least eight skiers and a few dogs have been set upon by the serial scratcher, who has caused lacerations but no serious injuries. Yet.