Here I am.
Sitting on this little girls hand.
What are my options here?
I could attack.
No... she's just an insignificant child.
Well I guess that would make me just an insignificant owl.
I could simply fly away.
Nah, I'd starve by the end of the week.
Or I could just sit here on this little insignificant child's hand and let her continue to marvel at my excellency.
For some reason people tend to find me fascinating.
I don't really get it, but if I behave and don't claw anyones eyes out, they give me small rodents to devour.
I guess a nice field mouse sounds pretty good right about now...
Fine. I'll spare the girl.