The owl grew tired of his regular menu of bats and gruband what it'd be like to have new friends.
He soon wondered what it'd be like with a different menu.
That night, lost in slumber he dreamed of a feast.
He dreamed of human food called Oatmeal, which made his tummy growl.
Soon, he saw a sqid swimming in the oatmeal.
"What are you doing down there?"
"I should ask you the same thing, Mr. Owl. What are you doing in the boat?"
But before the owl could answer, he woke up, for it was day break.
Created: Apr 26, 2012Mrs.Tibbs23 Document Media