Owls

An owl handler at a park open day is showing a snowy owl to the visitors.

VISITOR: How old is she mate?

HANDLER: Twelve. Looks good doesn’t she?

VISITOR: She’s a belter. Not scared of the kids is she?

HANDLER: She’s not. I am. Candy floss

VISITOR: Eh?

HANDLER: Your first lesson in caring for owls mate. Feathers and candy floss…

He shudders.

HANDLER:
They don’t mix!