Showing posts with label Owen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Owen. Show all posts

Sunday, 4 May 2014

Taking the patient out into the garden.


Peggy Sue is out in the garden taking poor Little Owen for a ride.


He is recovering from his 'Terrible Experience' of being mauled by the Chihuahua Warrior, who goes by the innocent sounding name of Percy...


Peggy Sue asks him where he would like to go.


They sit by the pond.


She spends some time giving him a cuddle and enjoying the afternoon sunshine.


Where shall we go next?


They have a think...


Before heading off


I think we will got to the swing chair Little Owen, Peggy Sue tells him.



Peggy Sue has a swing while Little Owen has a sleep.


Friday, 2 May 2014

News Flash...Attack on Little Owen

Poor old little Owen...he has been mauled by the Chihuahua Warrior who goes by the name Percy...it was rather an unpleasant experience, and I guess one can no longer call him 'minty' condition any more.  He is quite shaken up about the whole affair and is currently recovering in Peggy Sue's tender arms...

More updates to come...

Tuesday, 22 April 2014

Peggy Sue goes looking for Little Owen.

Peggy Sue has heard that Henry's little Trojan teddy bear may have gone missing in action...and she is very concerned about Little Owen as she hasn't seen him days, weeks, months!  Or so it seems to her.  


She asks the Radio Flyer crew if they have seen Little Owen.


They all look rather vague...


Well let me think...says one...um, now where was he?


Over there...says another pointing in yet another vague manner.


Perhaps Bomber knows.  Peggy Sue thinks to herself.  

Have you seen Little Owen?  She asks.


He is about this tall...

She hopes Little Owen hasn't been eaten.


Have you seen Little Owen?  She asks Mr Cool Dude Kiwi Bear.


Well, now, man, I mean little girl, I think, well, um...no.  Perhaps out in the garden?


Peggy Sue looks for him in the garden.


She looks up.


Have you seen Little Owen?  She asks


Little Owen.  She calls out


Where are you?


LITTLE OWEN WHERE ARE YOU?!


I wonder if he is in here?


Do you think he might be in here?  She asks.


Hello!  Anyone in there?


Oh dear sadly it seems Peggy Sue has had no joy.  Feeling rather downhearted she wanders away.


A little while later...


Hello Little Girl, whatever is the matter?


Who, sob, are you? sob  Peggy Sue asks between tears.



Well now I am Gordon Golly and I can solve all your tears and fears. The stranger tells her.

Can you?  Peggy Sue asks doubtfully.

Why yes of course I can, now tell me what is the matter, why are you crying so?

I can't find Little Owen, my teddy bear friend.  I have looked EVERYWHERE for him.  Peggy Sue tells Gordon Golly.  Do you think you can find him Mr Gordon Golly?

Why naturally.  I will find him in a jiffy and before you know it he will be back by your side.  Without further ado, Gordon Golly was gone.


I wonder...Peggy Sue thinks to herself.  Did I really see someone, or was it just my imagination?  Where oh where is Little Owen.  


Peggy Sue feels a little tap on her shoulder and turns expecting to see Gordon Golly again.


But to her surprise it is Little Owen.

Oh my!  She gasps.


Is it really you?  She asks.

Of course it is me.  Little Owen replies.


He gives Peggy Sue a little kiss on the cheeks.

I'm sorry to have worried you so.  He tells her.


Oh Little Owen, I am so glad to see you, I thought you had gone!


She gives him a big hug and tells him she is never going to let him out of her sight again.


I love you Little Owen.

Thursday, 19 December 2013

Decorating...


Peggy Sue has been busy in her room.



Decorating ready for Christmas.



She stands back to look at her work, with her faithful little friend at her side.



Little Owen helps her put some tinsel round the chair back.



Careful you don't fall off Owen!


What's that Owen?  The Sailor is coming home again?


Oh no, what am I going to do?



Peggy Sue sits and thinks about what will happen when the Sailor comes home and finds her still in his room!

Hopefully he won't mind and will let us stay.  She thinks.  We don't make much noise...he may not even notice us!