"Let me out, let me out," I sing and I do have a very pretty voice. I open
my beak wide and sing. Little spotty face comes covering her ears. Only a
few recognize my special talents. The ghoul upstairs sings too. We make a
nice duet. "A little owl and he came riding uh hum, a ho, a little owl and
he came riding…" Little Spotty takes out a treat. Yummy, crunchy brown
biscuit tasting like little mice. Spreading my wings wide, I open my beak.
"Give me, give me." Little spotty face smiles, showing big white stones in
her mouth. Why does she have stones in her mouth? Why does she have soft
skin and flesh instead of a real beak? Never mind, give treat!
She teases, her long pink fleshy talons swing it back and forth. I hop and jump and whiz about, but the stupid house stops me. It's rock, black slender rock in thin twigs forming a hut. "Give me, give." She giggles. Mean human! I put my wings down and bury my head in my feathers. There are scraping sounds as the house opens and I fly out. She tosses the treat high high in the air.
Flapping hard I chase it. It falls and I fall too. Closer and closer and closer, I nab the owl treat and swing out my wings. Oh no! I'm too close, I hit the fake fuzzy grass with a thud. My head spins, but I get up. I'm cool, I'm alright. I didn't do anything stupid. You didn't see anything, right? Little Spotty grabs me and pets me. I'm all right, leave me alone, I snap. She doesn't understand though, humans are too stupid.
She gives me another owl treat and pets me. It feels pretty good. I clack my beak, she gives me another one. She opens my house again, ready to put me back. No, I was just starting to enjoy this. Hey, hey! I think my wing is broken. It was always bent like that, but who cares. Maybe it was always broken. Ow, can't you see my wing is broken, you stupid human. See! I hold it out so Little Spotty can see. I let out a cry. I'm quite an accomplished actor you know. "Ahh!"
She takes me out again and cuddles me, murmuring softly. She gives me another owl treat. This is the life.
She teases, her long pink fleshy talons swing it back and forth. I hop and jump and whiz about, but the stupid house stops me. It's rock, black slender rock in thin twigs forming a hut. "Give me, give." She giggles. Mean human! I put my wings down and bury my head in my feathers. There are scraping sounds as the house opens and I fly out. She tosses the treat high high in the air.
Flapping hard I chase it. It falls and I fall too. Closer and closer and closer, I nab the owl treat and swing out my wings. Oh no! I'm too close, I hit the fake fuzzy grass with a thud. My head spins, but I get up. I'm cool, I'm alright. I didn't do anything stupid. You didn't see anything, right? Little Spotty grabs me and pets me. I'm all right, leave me alone, I snap. She doesn't understand though, humans are too stupid.
She gives me another owl treat and pets me. It feels pretty good. I clack my beak, she gives me another one. She opens my house again, ready to put me back. No, I was just starting to enjoy this. Hey, hey! I think my wing is broken. It was always bent like that, but who cares. Maybe it was always broken. Ow, can't you see my wing is broken, you stupid human. See! I hold it out so Little Spotty can see. I let out a cry. I'm quite an accomplished actor you know. "Ahh!"
She takes me out again and cuddles me, murmuring softly. She gives me another owl treat. This is the life.
