“Bloody Owl,” said Globe.
“What’s up?” asked Magpie.
“That chuffing Owl, landed on me, crapped on me, pecked me, regurgitated bones on me then threatened to feed me to his chicks, for no darned reason.”
“Huh,” said Magpie. “Maybe he has irritable owl syndrome?”
~
Original photo available on Unsplash. Doodle and tale by Peter Edwards with his Posca Pens.
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Little Fears 
I went to a party with a bevy of owls the other night… it was a hoot
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This is kind of a fly-by-night thing, wholly for the birds, isn’t it?
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Heh, I am afraid so Geoff! 🙂
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Cute story. Check out my blog about birds (& owls) @ http://www.backyardbirdlady.com
Thanks and keep up the cute stories.
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Cheers Bird Lady. 🙂
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lovely, cheeky, owlish, I love owls though in India they are supposed to bring us bad luck, stupid idea!
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Doh, we have a deep love of owls in the UK. Though we have superstitions about Magpies, we mostly still love em. 🙂
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Hee hee!
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😛
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I happily cringed at that one, lol. https://fineartamerica.com/featured/hootie-emily-page.html
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Hah, cheers. 🙂
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A whooo-whoot of a story! 😀
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Cheers Magick. 🙂
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Maybe the owl had a spastic :
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Puhleeze, somebody spare us!
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Ahaha! 😛
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Very well said.
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Thank you. 🙂
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May be owl has faced its own Gho(w)l!
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Hah! 😀
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This one made me smile!
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Thank you. 🙂
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