Flat Batteries By Miss Princess Cat Hello Everyone, I have a sad, sad story to tell. I have a toy called a “laser pointer”. Laser pointers are different to other toys. I can play with a jingle ball or a fluffy mouse all by myself (although it is sometimes fun to have a human send…… Continue reading Flat Batteries
Category: Animal Stories
Stories about or “by” animals.
Shadow
As I fumbled with the key, a black velvet shadow slinked past, brushing my leg. I dropped the key.
Edward Bilby’s New Job
“Well,” said E.B., “I’ve been having a problem here in Australia. I’m seen as a feral pest, and some parents have objected to me being here even just for Easter, so I’d like to sub-contract this district to you, so you could be the Easter Bilby.
The Unfinished Symphony
For a human, Franz is usually quite nice, I guess. He spends a lot of time at his desk, or going between the desk and the piano. He’s a composer. He writes dots on paper to tell musicians what to play. I understand he’s quite famous. That doesn’t really matter to me.
Can’t it Wait until Morning?
Humans are the strangest creatures, don’t you think? Take my Mum for example. During the day, when I mostly just sleep and eat, Mum’s up. She’s writing things. She’s watching TV. She’s taking my doggy sister Fanta for a walk. She’s just constantly doing stuff when it’s sleeping time! Then at night, when it’s time to play, she and Fanta just both go to bed.
How to Welcome a New Kitten
There’s lots of useful advice around to help introduce a new pet to your home. Sadly, your pet will not have read any of it.
Three Pets in a Bed
Three Pets in a Bed Poem by Iris Carden There were three in the bed, and all of them said, “No room for a human. Sleep elsewhere instead.” The human said,” Wait! It’s my bed you’re in. Surely there’s room. Some of you are quite thin.” The pets wouldn’t move. They just wouldn’t share. The…… Continue reading Three Pets in a Bed
The Midnight Visitor
A story from three points of view, by Iris Carden Fanta’s Story Hello Everyone, Something happened the other night. It was a long time after bed time, but still a long time until breakfast. I heard a croak, and knew a frog had got into the art room. (It’s happened before.) I woke up Mum.…… Continue reading The Midnight Visitor
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