| Griswald | An Owl |
| Big, pointy ears | Big pointy tufts that look like ears |
| Large yellow eyes | Large yellow eyes |
| Shaped like a small tree stump | Shaped like a small tree stump |
| Surprisingly loud, yet squeaky voice | Surprisingly loud, resonant voice |
| Is hell on mice | Hell on mice even moreso |
| Gallumphs through the house occasionally running into walls & furniture | Swoops soundlessly through the night sky in order to take prey by surprise |
| Regurgitates wads of own fur | Regurgatites wads of mouse fur & bones. |
| Covered in puffy, soft fur that shows up on everything | Covered in sleek, grey-mottled feathers to blend in with surrroundings |
So, Griswald is only like an owl in rather superficial ways…big eyes & ears, regurgitation, and an affinity for the consumption of mice. Somehow, the majesty of a Great Horned Owl’s hoot doesn’t translate into this voice.
ROFL, he certainly looks proud of himself!
It’s hard to say if he is or isn’t, but he does tend to give that impression initially.
It’s only when you get to know him and realize how big of a doofus he is that you learn that the regal air he projects is all a front.