She was majestic. I’ve loved her since the time I first saw her curly red hair in the window. She usually combs her hair at night and whistling a song I couldn’t recognize, but which touches my heart like the mothers palm. Indeed, this could be a romantic story, except I’m just a ferret, and there is no magic in this world. So, only glancing at her is left for me.

The other day the man started vis...

Pauline’s Night Out. Two years before the arrest of Jason Strange.

It was a night without the moonlight. Only the streetlights lit up the darkened street, along with the occasional headlights. Pauline walked out of the club after a wild night out. She was sober, but dizzy. She decided not to drive due to safety concerns. She also refused to drive with her friends as that was a stupid thing to do,...

"Martin, Martin, wake up,' Tommy barked to the motionless body in front of him.

But Martin was too quiet.

Tommy sniffed him around until his nose met a warm dark red liquid pouring from a deep wound on Martin's head.

'Oh my gosh, what have I done?' Tommy kept barking frenetically.

'I think he's dead,' Skittle, the parrot, cawed from his cage.

'No, that can't be.'

Tommy loved showing up behi...

A car raced past me I turned on the police lights and followed them. I was right next to them when I realized that DOG was driving the car! In different circumstances I’d be laughing my face off. “Please pullover now!” The dog turned to me, “WOOF!” It moved in a way that made it obvious that someone was moving the dog to make it look like it was the dog. Finally I got whoever it was, to pullover. ...

What would you trade to remove a lifelong disability, if you had one? Would you trade your voice, like the mermaid from Alessandra’s favourite story? Or would it be something simpler?

For me, I did not have a choice in the matter. But I suppose I traded my freedom.

It had been three and a half months since I broke the curse of the Midnight Enchantress, I remember. We had all been out in the gard...

The horse killed the mayor

With the help of his lion friends

An infamous crime...

Fourteen and alone, sometimes even in the hood and alongside the street if her caretaker is stupid enough.

Tory Flotilla spent years - years!! - providing solace to ignorant humans. The poems and singing she endured .. awful. Loneliness and poor vittles .. awful. Those she was assigned to were flaky and flitty yet she understood contracts, made before incarnation, that brought her to the test of ...

The lion stared with his brilliant eyes at the zookeeper in front of him, as she brought a man, gagged and tied, into his cage. He growled unappreciatively. He didn’t like strangers in his cage. He wanted to know what was going on.

“Here he is, Connor,” Maria, one of the zookeepers at the zoo, said in her soft, crooning voice. “Here is your dinner for tonight. An extra special treat. A human. I...

They know what they're doing, you know.

You head over to New York's legendary Coney Island for a nice day at the shore. A little bit of sun, some splashing in the waves, good times all around. Then, you get hungry. You head over to the boardwalk and shower your feet to get rid of all that sand—boom, clean as a whistle. You put your flip-flops back on because those wooden planks get hotter than m...

A reluctant witness. A hostile witness in legal speak. A tiny green bird with a comical white colored circle around the eye. They can be called Japanese white eye aka Mejiro. Also, the Warbling white-eye. A curious little clown they love to preen after a quick splash in the bird bath. The Mejiro are wee thieves that steal material for their nests from other birds. By opening and closing the beak i...