Sometimes the sounds of the night tell a story of their own. It might be the soft howls of a hunting coyote letting others know where it is on a moonlit night. Maybe it’s the mellow chant of a common ...

My love affair with owls bloomed slowly. In fact, until recently, they terrified me—I wanted to be nowhere near their hooked beaks, sharp talons and wide eyes. My phobia peaked when I shared a ...

Correction: A previous version had the wrong abbreviation for the Sacramento Wildlife Association. This story was featured in our SacramenKnow newsletter. Sign up to get updates about what’s happening ...