Ava was a baby barn owl that my son had to train in his 3 year at College. When he first brought her home he had to feed her (dead mice) and as she was shy he had to put blanket over her cage while she ate, The first time we let her have a wander in our living room the cat wouldnt enter.. she saw the look in Ava’s eyes and her beak and claws!
When our son brought her home the second time she had learned to fly, so it was quite entertaining being bombed by a Barn Owl in our living room. She is an adult now and I ‘think’ has been released. It was a fantastic experience.