Owl And Pussycat Stories
By The Walrus
Stories about Owl and Pussycat.
“I wanna be a fat cat, Susan,” Pussycat said as he leaned over in his deckchair to flick a beetle into the garden pond.
"Right now we've got four pounds thirty six pence between us and utter destitution, and it's a fortnight until pay day. What are we gonna do, Owl?”
"The postman delivered a parcel for you not long after you left the house this morning, and I can't wait to see what it is.....”
“I love the Banana Splits, Owl,” Pussycat said as he watched a clip from his all time favourite TV show on YouTube.
“Eugene, wake up!” Owl said as she switched on the bedside lamp and shook her husband out of his tranquil slumber.
"They're like fireflies in vaguely human form, and they burn so brightly it hurts my eyes to gaze upon them."
This was supposed to be a humorous tale, and thought it's funny in places it's turned into something I can't easily classify.