Darlene is the sweetheart of the local chicken coop. She fusses over all the nesting hens, and shoos away the roosters that bother the chicks. At night, she sings at the local speak-easy and dreams of winning a recording contract and living the drug-fuelled, sex-filled, shallow life of a pop star.
Millie has been petrified for two days. Her owner came home drunk, mistook her for the VCR and shoved a tape in her mouth. Millie has tried to dial the RSPCA but her paws are too fat.
Bertie is an unclassified animal. It hated not knowing who it was. Every time it to had to tick male or female in a form it had a mild hysterical fit. One day Bertie tied on some butterfly wings, dammit it thought if a bumblebee could defy the laws of gravity so could it.
Dr. Montlebahn was an angry cheese. He knew he stank
but he didn’t care. Some days he picked pieces from his body and put in unsuspecting lady’s handbags. Oh how he laughed when they couldn’t figure out why they smelled so much.
You might think that Elmer looks scared but he’s not. When he was five he went to the hairdresser and she slicked his feathers so far back it made his retina’s shrink.