Because I didn't see a Snowy Owl

My mom sent a phone-taken photo the other night of a bird and asked me what it was.  It wasn't a very good shot, so I kept guessing smallish birds of prey.  Finally, somebody there told her that it was a Snowy Owl.  Why did my mom get to see a Snowy Owl across the street from the dive bar where she was partaking in happy hour when I've been driving all around the state looking for them?  That is the way of the Snowy Owl. Grr...

In a jealous rage, I went outside and looked for my friendly neighborhood Screech Owls.  I got a few nicer photos of them.  They don't have eggs yet, but, eh-hem, they're working on it...