What a treat. I first saw this little owl sitting in a tree on the hotel grounds a couple of days ago, but couldn't get a photo. This morning, it was sitting on a bare branch right outside the hotel room balcony, seemingly oblivious to us drinking our coffee, watching it, or to the exceedingly upset bulbuls flying around it. After fifteen minutes or so, it took a cicada off a treetrunk, and flew off.