Holly Webb - The Homeless Kitten

For everyone who has adopted a cat or kitten from a shelter you are fabulous!

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CONTENTS

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Extract

Collect them all

Biography

Copyright

Youre coming with me, Lily? Are you sure? Dad grinned at her, widening his eyes and pretending to be shocked.

I like the sound of a walk with you and Hugo in the woods. Itll be nice and cool under the trees. Anyway Lily made a face back at him Id come with you more often if you didnt go so fast. Youve both got really long legs and I havent. Lily reached down to rub the dogs soft creamy white ears. Yes, you do, dont you? Great big long legs. She looked up at Dad. Youre not planning on one of your five-mile hikes, are you? she asked suspiciously.

Dad laughed. No, not in this weather its too hot for a long walk now. Anyway, I took Hugo out running with me early this morning.

Lily nodded. Hugo needed loads of exercise. Dad took him for at least two long walks every day and he usually went for a quick walk in the park with Mum when she stopped working to take a lunch break. At weekends Dad often took Hugo in the car to the hills just outside town for a really good run. Lilys big sister, Carly, loved to go with them but Lily wasnt so keen. It always seemed to rain when she went on one of Dads big days out.

Hugo was mostly German Shepherd nobody was quite sure what else. Carly had told her that German Shepherds were originally bred from dogs trained to guard flocks of sheep from wolves and bears. They were used to working hard. Dad had wanted a really energetic dog and hed fallen in love with Hugo at the animal shelter. He was so unusual with his white coat. The shelter staff said that Hugo had got too big for his elderly owner to look after properly and at the time he hadnt even stopped growing.

Mum and Dad had explained to Lily and Carly that theyd have to be really gentle with him as he was a rescue dog, and because white German Shepherds could be quite sensitive and nervous. They were no good as pets for people who were out at work all day if they were left alone they could end up wrecking a house because they were so miserable! Luckily, Mum worked at home as a graphic designer so Hugo was never by himself for long.

Is Carly coming? Dad asked. Shout up the stairs for her, Lily.

No, Mums taking her round to Maisies house in a minute. Maisies got one of those giant paddling pools in her garden. Lily sighed enviously. It was the first week of the summer holidays and the weather was already so hot.

Even though it was sweltering, Hugo was still keen for his walk. He was standing by the front door staring at them both, his gleaming blue eyes hopeful. One of the boys in Carlys class had told her that Hugo was a spooky wolf dog because of his white coat and blue eyes, and Carly had got into trouble for chasing the boy round the playground. She adored Hugo even more than Dad did and Hugo loved her to bits.

Dad clipped on Hugos lead and opened the front door. Hugo pulled Dad eagerly down the path, keen to be off, and Lily quickly slipped on her trainers and hurried after them. Bye, Mum! See you later, Carly!

As they turned out of the gate, Hugo suddenly stiffened, his ears pricking forward and his tail flicking from side to side.

Dad peered over the fence, where Hugo was looking. What are you so excited about? Oh! No, Hugo, no chasing cats.

Is it Pixie? Lily ran down the path to look. Hello, sweetheart! Pixie was a gorgeous silvery tabby cat who belonged to their next-door neighbour, Anna. Lily loved to play with Pixie so much that Carly was always teasing her about it. Everyone else in the family preferred dogs but Lilys room was full of cat posters and cat books Even her pyjamas had kittens on them.

Luckily for Lily, Pixie was always popping into their garden. Sometimes she even walked along the garden wall, and then hopped on to the garage roof and in through Lilys bedroom window. Lily loved to pretend that Pixie was hers but Mum always shooed the cat out whenever she saw her. She said it wasnt fair on Hugo, letting a cat into his house.

Now the tabby cat was perched on the fence, looking down disapprovingly at Hugo, her tail swishing. Hugo had never chased Pixie but Lily thought he secretly wanted to. He didnt like her walking across his garden. He always stared at her out of the long windows in the living room, his nose pressed up against the glass. If Pixie hung around for too long, Hugo would let out a series of mighty barks.

Pixie rubbed her head against Lilys cheek, glared at Hugo and jumped back down to the other side of the fence. Hugo barked and wagged his tail excitedly.

Come on, boy, Dad said gently. Walk time. Off to the woods.

Hugo shook himself and loped out on to the pavement, Dad and Lily jogging after him. The little woods they were going to werent far away just a short walk up the hill.

Ohhh, thats nice. Lily sighed happily, lifting her hair up off the back of her neck as they walked under the trees. Its so much cooler here in the shade. Look, Hugo likes it, too. He must be so hot with all that thick fur.

Dad nodded. I think this is one of Hugos favourite places. So many good smells and all those squirrels.

And sticks. Lily grinned. Hugo loved it when they threw sticks for him to chase after. Are you going to let him off the lead?

Dad looked around thoughtfully. Hugo was really good about coming back when he was called but because he was so big they had to be careful about letting him loose in case people were scared of him.

I cant see anyone else Yes, well let him off for the minute. Its more fun for him sniffing around in the bracken off the lead.

As Hugo ambled ahead, Lily and Dad chatted about what they were going to do over the summer. Theyd gone on a brilliant holiday to a water park in half-term, so they werent going away.

I want to sort out the garden shed, Dad told Lily. Its so full of junk, I can hardly get the lawnmower out.

Thats not very exciting! Lily said, laughing. Youll have to be careful though, Dad, have you seen the size of the spiders in that shed? I went in there yesterday to get the water guns and Im sure I saw one the size of my hand.

Mmm. I might wear gloves. Dad wrinkled his nose. I suppose we should head back, its almost time for lunch. Hugo! Come on, boy!

Hugo was a little way away, gazing curiously through the bracken, his tail wagging.

Has he seen another dog? Dad wondered, hurrying over. Oh! Honestly. Thats awful!

What is it?

Someones dumped a load of stuff here, instead of taking it to the tip. Dad pointed to a pile of furniture an old sofa and a fridge and what looked like some kitchen units. What a mess! Ill have to ring the council when we get home, see if theyll come and take it away. I suppose the woods do back on to all those houses. Someone must have driven down the alleyway to the garages yes, look, the fence is broken. It wouldnt have been too hard to get the stuff through here.

Thats really sad. Lily looked at the mess, frowning. Hey, Hugo. Where are you going, silly? Thats not a sofa for sitting on! Hugo wasnt supposed to sit on any sofas but it was his one bad habit. He would lie at Dads feet with his nose on the sofa, and gradually creep further and further forward until he could sneak his front paws on. He never got very far before he was pushed off but he never gave up trying, either. He just wanted to be snuggled up with his family.