A Forever Home for Luna E-Book

Linda Chapman

• Herausgeber: Nosy Crow
• Kategorie: Für Kinder und Jugendliche
• Serie: Forever Homes
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 38

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020

Beschreibung

Grace and Jack have a plan - to find purrfect homes for purrfect pets! Nine-year-old twins Grace and Jack run the Forever Homes rehoming service. Whether it's a cheeky puppy or a shy kitten, they're determined to pair every animal with their perfect person - and have lots of adventures along the way! Luna is a beautiful kitten who loves cuddles but runs away from loud noises. Can the twins find her perfect owner before she runs into trouble? Fans of Zoe's Rescue Zoo and Holly Webb will love Forever Homes! Beautifully illustrated throughout by Sophy Williams, Forever Homes is the ideal series for animal-mad readers aged 5+. Have you read the other Forever Homes stories? A Forever Home for Tilly A Forever Home for Pip And look out for: A Forever Home for Fluffy A Forever Home for Bella A Forever Home for Tiger

Leseprobe

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Grace peered into the bush. “There’s something in there.” She knelt down and gently pulled the branches apart. Grace gasped. “Oh, Jack! Look!” A tiny tortoiseshell kitten was crouching between the fallen leaves. It stared at Grace and Jack with wary blue eyes.

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To Simba, the most loyal and loving Golden Retriever in the world.

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CHAPTER 1

“Tiny! Fetch!” Grace swung her arm back and threw the ball as hard as she could. It bounced across the frosty lawn and rolled under a bush. Tiny, the family’s large white dog, chased after it.

Jack, Grace’s twin, laughed as Tiny 2scrabbled under the bush for the ball. His bottom was stuck up in the air, his fluffy tail wagging hard.

“Where’s it gone, eh, Tiny?” Grace ran over to help as the dog wriggled further under the bush. She heard a loud hiss, then Tiny yelped and hurriedly backed out.

Jack came running. “What happened? Did he get stung?” he said, examining Tiny’s face. The big dog was pawing at a little scratch on his nose.

Grace peered into the bush. “There’s something in there.” She knelt down and gently pulled the branches apart.

“Careful, it might be a snake,” said Jack, squatting down next to Grace.

Grace gasped. “Oh, Jack! Look!” A tiny, 3tortoiseshell kitten was crouching between the fallen leaves. It stared at Grace and Jack with wary blue eyes.

“It’s so cute! I wonder where it’s come from,” said Jack.

Grace crawled closer. The ginger, black and white kitten shrank away at first but after a few moments it edged forwards to sniff Grace’s outstretched hand. Grace carefully caught hold of it.

4“Ouch! Its claws are like pins,” she said, backing out of the hedge. “I think it’s scared of Tiny.” The kitten wriggled and twisted in her hands. It seemed to be trying to climb on to the top of Grace’s head.

“I’ll put him in the house,” said Jack.5

“And I’ll take the kitten to our shed. Meet me there,” said Grace.

Grace and Jack had a shed at the bottom of the garden where they ran their animal rehoming service, Forever Homes. The nine-year-old twins made it their mission to find any dog or cat the perfect owner, and, until they did, the animal lived with them.

6As Jack took Tiny back to the house, the kitten relaxed into Grace’s neck. “You’re tickling me!” she giggled.

Grace entered the shed and let out a happy sigh as she looked at the photos on the walls of all the pets she and Jack had rehomed. Carefully, she stepped round the crate of cat and dog toys and sat on a bean bag with the kitten in her lap.

7“You’re so pretty!” Grace stroked the kitten’s soft head. The little cat had tiny black ears that pointed straight up like a pixie’s, a black and ginger face, and its tummy was like a half-moon of white fur. Its front paws were white and its tail was black and ginger. It purred as Grace stroked it.

“You like that, don’t you?” Grace said. The kitten rubbed its face against Grace’s hand.

Jack came in quietly, so as not to startle their little visitor. “Hello, puss-cat. What were you doing in our garden?” He stroked her too. “She must be a girl, mustn’t she, because she’s a tortoiseshell?”

Grace nodded. She and Jack knew a 8lot about animals and both knew that tortoiseshell cats were nearly always female. “She’s got an identity tag on.” Grace found the fish-shaped name tag. “She’s called Luna. That’s cute. Do you want to hold her, Jack? She seems to love being cuddled.”

“Hello, little pusskins,” said Jack, taking Luna from his sister. He stroked her gently and checked the back of her tag. “It says she belongs to Susan Peters. That’s Mum’s friend! She only lives four doors up. We should take her home.”

“Susan can’t have had her for long,” said Grace. “Luna is so tiny, she can’t be much more than eight weeks old.”

Jack reached into a cupboard. “I’ll get the pet carrier, just in case we meet any 9dogs on the way.”

Luna didn’t like the look of the pet carrier. It took ages and lots of cat treats before they managed to coax her inside.

“We’d better tell Mum where we’re going,” said Grace as they walked towards the neat-looking building where their mother ran her doggy day care business, Top Dog.10