There is an owl in my bathroom. [View All]

I was pulling up in front of my house this evening when I saw something flopping around in the middle of the street, so I quickly parked the car and ran out to check on it. It turned out to be a screech owl, apparently with a broken wing, and at first all I could do was stand in the street and keep it from getting run over. Then I put my jacket over it and moved it to the side of the street, then a neighbor and I got it into a cardboard box. I called the emergency vet clinic but they don't handle wild animals, so then I tried calling the Raptor Center at the U. of MN, which, of course, isn't open at night. So for now the owl is in a blanket-covered box in my bathroom (and the litter box is now in the hall), safe at least from the cats. First thing tomorrow, assuming it's still alive, I'll take it to the Raptor Center. Good vibes for the owl, please...