Yuck!
I mean I know why I hate it.
1) One of my step-mothers loved owls (or at least said she did so people got her shit-tubs of owls), and they still give me the heebee jeebees. She was a neat freak, and all those unblinking owl eyes just waiting for you to make a tiny spill.
2) It's not just an owl, it is a MACRAMÉ owl. Macramé doesn't work for me. It is uncomfortable, scratchy and the creator always wants you to display it.
On the positive side, I did talk to the deskman and we made fun of the ugly macramé owl. And he was cute.
