Thanks for the encouragement and positive feedback about my baby owl story. I am actually hoping for a lot less adventure around that pool--especially when I have to stick my hand in the baskets to dump out the killer-sized creatures (often with giant pincers!) that get filtered in there. The drowned rodents are especially unwelcome finds:ugh-a-roony!
Fortunately Farmer G was here when I found the first one. When he came over to have a look, he was very perplexed by my distress. "Ma lui è morto"--"but he's dead, so what's the big hairy deal?" Then he calmly tossed the contents of the basket over the same fence where I had previously put the baby owl. But for the next little mouse or whoever he was, I was on my own.
Right after the owl adventure I figured I might as well go for broke and look in those nasty pool "collection" baskets. Fortunately the fates were kind and it was just the usual suspects.