Kittens Causing Chaos E-Book

Rose Waterbrook

• Herausgeber: WS
• Kategorie: Für Kinder und Jugendliche
• Serie: Amelia's Animals
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 62

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2021

Beschreibung

Ten year old Amelia loves animals and is so excited to be part of the sanctuary that Figgy is building. The cattery isn’t finished yet, but there’s a mysterious box on the doorstep with two scared little kittens inside. Meanwhile, Mr. Gunder is trying to shut down the animal sanctuary before it has even opened.

Can Amelia help two frightened kittens and save the sanctuary from closure?

A heart-warming chapter book for children aged 7-10. Amelia helps to get the rescue centre ready to look after cats, and overcomes her shyness with new people to save the sanctuary.

Perfect to read independently, or read together with younger children.

Leseprobe

Kittens Causing Chaos

Amelia’s Animals Book 2

Rose Waterbrook

Contents

1. Helping Out

2. An Unwelcome Visitor

3. New Arrivals

4. Double Trouble

5. A New Helper

6. A Visit from the Council

7. Setting Up the Cattery

8. New Boots

9. Moving In

10. The Meeting

11. Goodbye and Hello

Also by Rose Waterbrook

1

Helping Out

“Can you pass me up another nail, Amelia, dear?”

“Yes, Figgy, here you go.” Amelia stood on her tiptoes and reached up, holding a nail out. Figgy was a stout older lady with curly grey hair and boundless energy. Right now, she was halfway up a stepladder, hammer in hand. She was busy nailing up a sign that said ‘Cattery’.

“Thank you. I don’t want the delivery people to get confused; I have a lot of packages coming today!” Figgy banged the last nail in and came down the ladder, stepping back to admire her work.

“It’s looking good! When do you think the cattery will be ready?” Amelia asked.

“Oh, I think two or three more weeks should do it. I’m so glad you came today. Would you help me pick out some scratching posts, and other things the cats will need?”

“I’d love that!” Amelia said. It was nearly four months since she had found a little puppy shivering in a field. She had taken the poor dog home and named it Lucky. The next day she had rescued Lucky’s mother, brothers, and sisters from the same field. It had turned out that the mother dog belonged to Figgy Highpole, who lived in the large manor house near her home. Figgy had asked Amelia to keep Lucky. Now it seemed like they had always been friends, and she could hardly remember a time without Lucky in her life. On cue, the little dog came bounding over. She had been playing with her sister Honey on the lawn, but now she wanted a fuss. Amelia bent down and scratched behind her ears.

As they turned around to walk back to the manor house, they saw a man in a long, grey coat holding a large camera. A flash went off, startling them. The man spoke quickly with an out-of-town accent while they recovered themselves.

“Great, thank you ladies, that’s one for the front page!”

“Who are you?” Figgy asked, her surprise turning into anger.

“I’m Simon Edges, from the Town Gazette. I’ve come to write an article on your animal sanctuary.”

“Well...” Figgy said, flustered, “I’m very flattered, but we aren’t ready! We won’t be ready for some time. I would love to give you a proper tour and tell you all about it, but as you can see, we haven’t finished building anything yet.”

“I know, I know, but I’ve got pages to fill. No offence meant, but this is a very sleepy little town. Hardly anything happens round here. Yet I have to fill my paper, week after week. I heard about you, and had precisely nothing to go on my front page, so here I am. Don’t worry, I’ll be back again when you are ready to open. And probably again after that, too. Whenever anything happens really. Anything at all.”

Figgy, who usually always had plenty to say, looked stumped for once. Her mouth opened and closed, but no words came out. Amelia felt her face becoming hot. She didn’t know why, but she had become shy around new people recently. Figgy still looked lost for words, so Amelia screwed up her courage and spoke to the reporter.

“Do you want to come and see where the kennels are going to be? I can tell you all about our plans for the dogs.”

“Yes,” said Figgy, seeming to snap out of her daze. “That would be a good idea. Let’s go have a walk around. You know, it won’t hurt to build up a bit of a buzz about the place. We’ll be looking for charitable donations once it’s up and running.” Figgy took Simon by the arm and started towing him off towards the kennels. Amelia smiled to herself. Now that Figgy had recovered from the surprise, she would talk the ear off the reporter until he begged to leave. If there was one thing that Figgy was passionate about, it was her animal sanctuary.

The next day at breakfast Amelia’s mum Sally opened the paper. Her eyes widened, and she suppressed a smile.

“Take a look at this, Amelia.” Sally slid the newspaper over the table.

Amelia nearly choked on her cereal. There, on the front page, was a picture of Figgy and herself standing in front of the newly hung cattery sign. They both had confused looks on their faces. Figgy’s mouth was open at an odd angle, and she was gripping a hammer in one hand.

“He gave us such a surprise,” Amelia said. “I don’t think Figgy will be happy he used that photo; he took loads.”

“He knows what he is doing, I suppose,” Sally said. “Funny photos probably sell more papers! Figgy does look a little eccentric in that one.”

“There’s a long story under the picture.” Amelia spilled a bit of cereal on the newspaper and brushed it off as she continued reading. “It talks about Figgy’s plans for the sanctuary, and all the different animals she wants to look after.”

“At least that’s helpful,” Sally said. “Figgy is paying for everything at the moment, but soon the sanctuary will need to support itself. We will have to do a lot of fundraising for that.”

Sally had been working for Figgy since Christmas, helping her to get the animal sanctuary set up. Figgy was very good with ideas and plans, and she loved getting involved with the practical stuff. Figgy and paperwork did not mix, however, and she relied on Sally to take care of that side of things for her.

“Finish up your breakfast, sweetheart. We have to head to work bright and early today. Figgy is interviewing a potential manager for the sanctuary, and I have some things to catch up with. I hope you won’t mind spending so much time there over the Easter holidays. Is there anything else you would like to do? Figgy said I could take time off.”

“There’s nothing else I want to do except to help Figgy and play at the manor!” Amelia said, and she meant it. Figgy lived in a beautiful, big manor house. It was very old and the front was covered in ivy. It had a lovely garden with fancy hedges, a fountain, and lots of land where the animal sanctuary was being built. Amelia loved visiting the house, playing with the dogs, and most of all, enjoyed helping out. It was already exciting, and there weren’t even any animals there yet. If she loved it this much now, how much more fun would it be when there were animals to look after too?

“Okay, if you are sure, but we will take a few days out to go swimming and do some other things. Your friend Lilly is coming over next week too.”

“Mmm hmmm,” Amelia said. She wasn’t really listening, though; she was already thinking about what colour to paint the cattery inside.

2

An Unwelcome Visitor

Figgy was in a flap when Amelia and Sally arrived at the manor.