I spy is a favorite sport--not only with children, but with owls, too, it seems. Five owlets set up housekeeping in a tree on Wentz Street, then began to swoop down on the residents to steal things in their nightly round of the game. The story gently pokes fun at the hysterical people, policemen, and bloodhounds. The very unusual illustrations expand on both story and humor. They look somewhat like negatives, negatives with blank patches of light on a flecked dark background. The people and owls are exactly caricatured, and the coloring carries out the well realized sense of moon beams and houselights shining in the night.