Oswald the Almost Famous Opossum

His mother always told him he would “be a real somebody, be important someday.” And now that she was gone, he wanted to prove her right all the more.

The smell of green grass was rich and comforting. He felt better already. This is splendid. We can all go for a garbage buffet tonight.

Suddenly, an idea swooshed into his marsupial brain like a small propeller plane buzzing a crowd. ‘Why didn’t I think of that?

My tail is prehensile, but I certainly don’t tie it in knots,” Oswald said proudly.

It was like rush hour on four paws

Perfect. A woman in heels and a suit hurrying to her car dropped three fat French fries, still warm.

I have MPS, a marsupial positioning system

There’s no need for hyperbole.’ Oswald paused to see if Melvin understood this big word. Oswald was going to be famous, and fame, he knew, came with responsibilities, like setting a good example for others, being a role model.

Love and peace, my human brother.

Until one has loved an animal, a part of one’s soul remains unawakened

I appreciate that, Joey. It’s just that I’ve come to enjoy being more of an animal. At least a bit

You’re as surprised as I am. But I guess it’s true, the only guarantee in this world is change

I didn’t lose him. He’s not a set of keys, or an acorn

The light inside houses was always so golden yellow. Oswald wondered if humans saved up sunshine and piped it through their lamps.

How lovely. He’d forgotten how magical the Edwardses’ garden was, an oasis of green paths, flowering bushes, and jasmine-covered archways.

Man, oh, man. He is one high-maintenance marsupial.

I know what it’s like to be stuck someplace new.

It takes a well-adjusted animal to know when to ask for help

Enough, gentlemen, enough! Show a New World marsupial a little respect

Joey, you’re a terrific human, my favorite, as a matter of fact. You mustn’t forget that. Ever. Will you give me your word?

And he always felt better with an aim and a purpose.

Taught us all a lesson about the kindness of strangers, eh?” Tiny said.

Need to fuel the brain for optimal thinking

Thank you. The air across my wings again is heaven.