In her first stories, the writer anthropomorphised her pets. Around the farmyard in Górki, known from her memoir prose House Upon the Meadows, roamed dogs, cats, rabbits, goats, piglets, various forest patients. Monologuing, dialoguing, arguing like, it is a shame to say, humans.
Later on, fortunately, the whole animal world stopped philosophising, or rather the author began to comprehend its problems. For example: ‘Zofirek, at the time of his infancy, has had his tail cut off, which is essential for a dog, as an organ of politeness and humour. And thus, Zofirek is always serious, because he has nothing to laugh with.’
Aside from the dog and cat household members, who over time developed an appropriate respect for the representatives of the forest fauna living with them under the same roof, the most impressive was Wunia the owl. She was accommodated in the dining room, on a pine branch nailed in the corner. She rarely used her naturally penetrating voice to speak and never caused any trouble.
Wunia’s head consisted only of a face, covered on the front and back with feathers. One could say of Wunia that she has no profile. Her large round eyes are placed not on the side, as it is the case with other birds, but on the front. The beak is similar to a very curved nose. Around the beak grows an abundant down, slightly lighter than the feathers. If the day is sunny and the air is dry, Hania takes Wunia for a walk, a form of exercise. Wunia has had one wing shot off, so she can’t fly, she just jumps and walks. She walks very strangely, flipping abruptly from foot to foot. At the same time she tilts her head a bit and looks just like a soldier hurrying forward.