Rusty The Owl

Rusty The Owl


Rusty is a little owl. He is brown and fluffy, with little yellow
feet, bright yellow eyes and a little yellow beak. He lives in a warm and cosy nest in a hole in an old oak tree at the edge of the farm. Rusty is a wise little owl who likes to help everyone.
Rusty’s stories are easy to read, engaging, charming and fun. Find out how Rusty helps the animals if they have a problem. Children of all ages will enjoy each happy story as it unfolds.
There are eight Rusty The Owl books.
Scroll down for short extracts from each book.
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While flying over the fields, Rusty saw that some of the sheep were in the cows’
field. “That can’t be right,” thought Rusty. He swooped down for a closer look.
There was a small hole in the hedge and a few sheep had squeezed and wriggled through. Most of the cows were lazily chewing the grass and hadn’t noticed the sheep. One of the cows had seen the sheep and asked Rusty if he could get the farmer to put them back in their own field. Could Rusty sort it out?

After a while, a small mound of earth on the lawn got bigger and bigger. Rusty swooped down for a closer look. A big pair of hands appeared and a little pink nose popped out and sniffed the air. “Good morning,” said Rusty. He told the mole that the farmer was very proud of his beautiful lawn. The farmer mowed it every week to keep it looking perfect. Now the farmer had two molehills on his lawn and he wasn’t going to be pleased at all. The mole wasn’t very happy either. “I dig holes and tunnels everywhere all the time,” said the mole, “so what am I going to do?”

Rusty flew over the fields and along the stream. When he got to the woods, he saw two deer walk out from the trees, frantically looking here and there for something. The deer walked backwards and forwards and in and out of the woods. He swooped down for a closer look. The deer looked worried, so he asked if he could help. They told Rusty that their little fawn had wandered off in the woods. They had searched everywhere. Did Rusty know what to do?

When Rusty got to the edge of the farm, he saw that the rabbit family were all sitting on the riverbank, next to a full and fast-flowing stream. Something wasn’t right. He swooped down for a closer look. The rabbits told Rusty that their burrow, under a willow tree, was flooded with water. The stream had become bigger and bigger after all the heavy rain that had fallen and they had nowhere to live. “What are we going to do Rusty?”, they asked. Did Rusty have a plan?

Rusty flew around the farm and over the treetops and along the stream to a wooden bridge. An animal was standing by the bridge, an animal he had never seen before. He swooped down for a closer look. “Hello, I’m Rusty,” he said. “If you don’t mind my asking, what sort of animal are you?” “I’m an alpaca,” said the alpaca, “and I seem to be lost!”The alpaca told Rusty she lived in a wildlife park full of animals. A park keeper had left a gate open, so she had decided to explore. She explored until she had realised she wasn’t exploring any more, just getting lost. Now she didn’t know how to get back to her home and her friends. Could Rusty lead the way?

As Rusty flew near the hedge in the cows’ field, he heard the robins chirping very loudly. He swooped down for a closer look. “Why are you making so much noise?”, he asked the robins. Then he saw their nest lying on the ground and four small, speckled eggs had fallen out onto the grass. The nest was in a narrow part of the hedge and had blown down in the wind. The robins had to stay to look after the eggs and couldn’t leave the nest to get help. Could Rusty save the day?

After a while, Rusty flew over the stream and saw that it wasn’t very wide and it wasn’t very deep. He swooped down for a closer look. The stream was just a trickle because it had been so hot and there hadn’t been any rain for a long time. All the ducks and their little yellow ducklings just stood on the riverbank. One of the ducks asked if Rusty could help them as they had nowhere to swim and splash around and the ducklings wanted to learn how to swim. Could Rusty solve the problem?

Rusty wanted to know why the sheep were so noisy. He flew to see them and swooped down for a closer look. The sheep had all grown thick woolly winter coats and huddled together in the corner of the field. He asked the sheep why they were baaing so loudly. They showed Rusty their frozen water trough. They didn’t have anything to drink. One sheep tried but bumped her nose on the ice! Rusty had to make a decision!

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