What A Hoot

Each evening, bird lover Tom stood in his backyard, hooting like an owl.

One night, he was rewarded for his patience when an owl called back to him. 

For the next year, the man and his feathered friend hooted back and forth daily.  He even kept a log of the "conversation."

Just as he thought he was on the verge of a breakthrough in interspecies communication, his wife had a chat with her next door neighbor.

"My husband spends his nights ...  calling out to owls," she said.

"That's odd," the neighbor replied.  "So does my husband."