Unserious postmodern paintings.

The flycatcher had waited three hours for a fly that never came. It had considered moving, but decided against it — not…

The francolin had waited all morning for the seed to refill itself, as it had the day before, and the day before…

The panda had been mid-heroic act for precisely seventeen minutes when the tea went cold and the alarm on his phone buzzed…

The scaup had been invited to the salon for its discerning palate, but upon arrival, found the pâté too aggressively seasoned and…

The ermine had been told, by a passing mole who claimed to have read it in a library book discarded near the…

The sprat had not asked to be digitized. It had been napping in the net when the light hit just right, and…

For three days, the mole was famous. Not for digging, nor for vision, but for having worn the crown without removing it…

It had been told, by a very confident badger in a velvet smoking jacket, that glamour was simply a matter of accessories…

The chameleon had spent three weeks trying to feel seen. It changed to match the wall not for camouflage, but because it…

The rattlesnake had been famous for exactly seventeen minutes after a viral video showed it refusing to strike at a tourist’s selfie…

The curassow had been waiting for the toast to cool for seventeen minutes. It did not like jam, but the sight of…

The rail had been famous for seventeen minutes after a viral video showed a squirrel balancing on it during a thunderstorm. By…