...google image search baby owls, or owlets as they call them in the biz.
You'll be the opposite of sorry.
Let me give you a taste of what you're in for...
I'm using links to build up suspense, but if you're lazy, then you're outta luck!!!
I could also understand if some of these websites might be blocked for some people due to extreme, life-altering levels of weird cuteness. For that, and only that, I apologize.
We specialize in two looks. Surprised and not surprised.
Oh, look Tippy! Down below! There's apparently life beyond this tree.
Don't make my friend here hafta whack ya! He's crazy. Ain't that right, Bernie? Yer a wild card!!!
But, my good sir, I do believe I was the one who invented the pompadour!
Hello. Am I a beanpole?! No, I'm an owlet! Hoot hoot.
I'm all eyes for...well, everything.
BABY OWLS! DAS WASSUP!!!
Best for last. There are no words. (Addendum: Boyfie aptly titled this one "Goodfeathers," which made me also think of "The Godfeather.")
And because you guys deserve it (plus it's Friday and I'm feeling wildly generous)...some instant gratification.
Unhand me, you mere mortal!
photo courtesy of Flickr and ajaunty1
He was the picture of refined classiness.
photo courtesy of Flickr and Eponabri
System of a Down(y Fluff).
photo courtesy of Flickr and chdwckvnstrsslhm
The carpet has eyes.
photo courtesy of Flickr and jurvetson
I'm wearing a helmet made out of my own feathers! What do you bring to the table?!
photo courtesy of Flickr and brendan.lally