literature
Animals make great literature even greater: from Toto to Wilbur to the three little kittens who lost their mittens.
Wisey
As night falls, the darkness covers the land. During the dark of the night the residents of the town know they are safe when they hear the Hooting of their Owl friend in the far off distance. Crime is not very prominent but when it does come to rear it's ugly head; Wisey the Super Barn Owl comes out to play protecting his neighbors from the imminent dangers that be. On this particular cool evening all seemed well throughout the small town. The weather was cool, the crops were fresh and harvesting was upon them. Unfortunately, everyone got the memo.
By Leticia Cortes5 years ago in Petlife
Mixed Messages
Ollie awoke to a beautiful night in Brustleville. Tonight was a very special occasion, for he would finally graduate from the Messengers of Peace Academy. Ollie had invested the past fourteen of his sixteen years training to be a messenger owl. Ollie flew downstairs to find his mother cooking his favorite dish - sweet bread.
By Jennifer Weatherly5 years ago in Petlife
When the Night Falls
Darkness roams the air. Two headlights slice through the night sky as they make their way toward a small town in the distance. Suddenly the car’s engine starts to flutter. “Just great”, says the boy, as he looks toward the Low Fuel light in the dashboard. Taking his dad’s car without permission was one thing, but having to call him for rescue would really be the cherry on top of an already lousy night. The car’s hiccups slowly wind down as the last fumes of gas are extinguished. He is officially out of gas. As he pulls over to the side of the road, he can’t help but feel a sense of dread. The boy (a 16-year-old if that counts), having barely learned to parallel park, now must now figure out how to get himself out of this predicament.
By Javier R De Haro5 years ago in Petlife
The Night Hunter. Top Story - January 2021.
The journey over the ridge to the forest was a peaceful but long journey. The sun was setting quickly. Golden rays blended with shades of pinks and blues that trickled through the trees. Aside from a light chill the evening was nearly perfect for a night hunt.
By Cassondra Cofresi-Tuska5 years ago in Petlife
To Whoooooom it May Concern
“To Whoooooom do you refer?” the barn owl asked himself aloud, as he did nearly every evening at precisely midnight. It was an odd, open-ended question, as forever he knew it would be. Although he asked thrice, each time in crescendo, he knew that no one dared answer. His crimson-lined heartface impressively rotated over his broad chest, expanding in all directions, looking for the slightest movement: a rustle, a breath, an irregular heartbeat from under the snow. A children’s taunt, sing-sung in feathered moonbeams, focused for a moment in his mind, ”thrice a night entice the mice…a meal of two will never do…..”
By Colleen Rastovich5 years ago in Petlife
