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- Herausgeber: Nosy Crow
- Kategorie: Für Kinder und Jugendliche
- Serie: Zoe's Rescue Zoo
- Sprache: Englisch
Zoe loves living at her uncle's rescue zoo because there is always something exciting going on. And Zoe has an amazing secret... She can actually TALK to the animals! Bouncer the baby kangaroo is new to the rescue zoo, and she's interested in everything and everyone! But will the little joey's curiosity get her into big trouble...?
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Zoe felt excitement rush through her. A pair of furry ears and bright, shiny eyes were peeping out from the top of Great-Uncle Horace’s pouch. It was a beautiful baby kangaroo!
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Chapter One
The Noisy Whistle
As Zoe Parker settled down on the grass to do her maths homework, she felt like the luckiest girl in the whole world. Not many children would be able to do their homework sitting next to a lion enclosure! But then Zoe lived in a very special place. It was called the Rescue Zoo, and Zoe had lived there since she was a baby.
Zoe’s Great-Uncle Horace was a famous animal expert and explorer and he’d built the Rescue Zoo as a safe place for animals who were injured or had lost their homes. Zoe’s mum, Lucy, was the zoo vet and Zoe lived with her in a cosy cottage inside the grounds. Normally Zoe did her homework in the cottage, but the sun was shining and she’d decided to work outside today.
A young lion called Rory padded over to the fence of the enclosure and growled to Zoe softly.
“I’m doing some sums,” Zoe replied with a grin. As well as living in a zoo, Zoe had a really special secret – she was able to understand what animals were saying and could talk to them too! This meant Zoe had lots of special animal friends. But nobody knew she could talk to the animals – not even her mum.
Rory tossed his head back and gave another roar. Zoe smiled as she remembered how little and scared Rory had been when Great-Uncle Horace had first brought him to the zoo. He was so much bigger and happier now.
Just then Zoe heard an excited chirrup. She turned to see Meep scampering across the grass towards her. Meep was a tiny grey mouse lemur with big golden eyes and velvety fur. He’d also been rescued by Great-Uncle Horace and brought to the zoo when he was just a baby. He was Zoe’s best friend and he lived with her and Lucy in their cottage. He even slept in Zoe’s bed at night!
“Can I help you with your homework?” Meep chirped.
Zoe grinned as she scooped the little lemur into her arms and gave him a big cuddle. “Of course you can.”
She looked back at her maths book. “What’s twelve minus ten?”
“Goo!” Meep chirped.
“That’s right, it is two.” Zoe looked at the little lemur in surprise. She had no idea he was so good at maths!
“No, not two, Goo!” Meep pointed up at the sky.
Zoe shielded her eyes with her hand as she gazed into the bright sunny sky. There, coming over the treetops, was a bright-red hot-air balloon!
“You’re right, it must be Great-Uncle Horace!” she exclaimed, leaping up from the grass and jumping up and down in excitement. Great-Uncle Horace often arrived back at the Rescue Zoo in the hot-air balloon – it was one of his favourite ways to travel!
“Oh good!” said a voice behind her.
Zoe turned to see the zoo manager, Mr Pinch, standing on the footpath, looking up at the balloon. As usual he was dressed in his super-smart uniform.
But, unusually, he was smiling excitedly. Mr Pinch never normally looked excited. When Great-Uncle Horace arrived at the zoo, he often brought back a new animal to come and live there. Mr Pinch always grumbled that it meant more work for him!
Zoe watched as Mr Pinch reached into his pocket and pulled out a silver whistle.
“Hot-air balloon landing!” Mr Pinch shouted. Then he blew three loud toots on his whistle, causing some visitors to jump. “Stand clear, stand clear!” he shouted, before blowing the whistle again.
Rory roared loudly and raced away from the noise. Meep put his paws over his ears. Zoe frowned.
“What do you think of my new whistle?” Mr Pinch said proudly.
“It’s very… loud,” Zoe replied, her ears still ringing from the noise. She picked Meep up and put him on her shoulder. “Come on, let’s go and say hi to Great-Uncle Horace.”
Zoe ran to the open space at the back of the zoo, followed by Mr Pinch, who kept blowing his whistle and yelling.
“What’s that noise?” Mo, the hippo keeper, called out to Zoe as they quickly hurried by.
“Mr Pinch has a new whistle,” Zoe explained.
Inside the enclosure, Albert and Rona, the two oldest hippos, sank down deeper into the mud. Zoe wished she could do the same to escape the noise.
“Hot-air balloon landing!” yelled Mr Pinch, as they hurried past the monkey enclosure, and he gave another long toot on his whistle.
The air suddenly filled with the sound of the monkeys shrieking and chattering as they scampered up into their trees in fright.
“What’s that horrible noise?” a spider monkey named Mickey called from the branches of a willow tree.
“It’s Mr Pinch’s whistle,” Zoe replied.
Mickey shook his head and placed his paws over his ears. “I don’t like whistles,” he chattered glumly.
Finally they reached the clearing.
As the bright balloon came in to land, Zoe noticed that there was no crate attached to the basket. Maybe Great-Uncle Horace hadn’t brought an animal this time. She felt a wave of disappointment crash over her.
But as the basket gently bumped down on to the grass and Great-Uncle Horace clambered out, she noticed he was wearing a strange sort of pouch at the front of his body.
“Zoe! Hello, my dear!” Great-Uncle Horace boomed. His white hair was windswept from the balloon ride and his beautiful hyacinth macaw Kiki was perched on his shoulder. Kiki stretched her blue wings and squawked loudly.
“Great-Uncle Horace! It’s so good to see you!” cried Zoe as she ran over to greet him.
All around the zoo, hoots and squawks of happiness rang out as news spread that Great-Uncle Horace was back. All of the animals in the Rescue Zoo loved Great-Uncle Horace. After all, if he hadn’t rescued them, they wouldn’t have such a nice place to live!
As Zoe got closer to Great-Uncle Horace she felt excitement rush through her. A pair of furry ears and bright, shiny eyes were peeping out from the top of Great-Uncle Horace’s pouch. He had
