The Utter Absurdity of Owls in Antique Stores
Seriously? An owl? In an antique store? Are we now at a point where wildlife just decides to take up residence amongst dusty porcelain dolls and chipped furniture? Apparently, yes. Shoppers in upstate New York stumbled upon this… delightful scene – a live owl, apparently feeling quite comfortable nestled among presumably overpriced knick-knacks.
Lets be clear: antique stores are for meticulously curated displays of faded grandeur, not providing free lodging for nocturnal predators. I imagine the owner is thrilled – instant publicity! Come see our owl! they’re probably shouting to anyone who wanders within a five-mile radius. Because thats exactly what we all want – a potential aerial bombardment of feathers and indignant hoots while searching for a decent butter dish.
And the shoppers? Bless their hearts, they were “perusing.” Perusing! As if casually browsing past a wild animal isn’t inherently bizarre. I bet someone took pictures. Of course they did. Because documenting the absurdity of modern life is apparently more important than assessing whether or not that Victorian teapot is actually worth $85.
Honestly, its just… peak everything. A testament to our collective inability to be surprised by anything anymore. An owl in an antique store? It’s practically a Tuesday.
