We're sort of in the woods... A newly-fledged owlet was on one of the paths around the driveway one evening and while one of us was trying to get a photo, our youngest calmly walked up behind it and stroked it lightly. It was surprised but stayed there for a short bit just looking, then it waddled over to a tree and flew-climbed up it in an amazingly agile way. Never got a good pic, but memorable moment nonetheless. He said the feathers were the softest thing he'd ever touched.