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THE DAY NORA ARRIVED

This month something very very super amazingly strange has happened. I can hardly bring myself to say the words, but ... a new puppy has arrived at our house. Yes. I know. I was very shocked too. Her name is Nora, but I will just call her ‘It’. At first I was quite amused when Bertie brought It home. It’s a Norfolk Terrier like me and reminded me of when I was younger with its fat legs and little round face. But then people wouldn’t stop looking at It, cuddling It and oohing and ahhhhing even when It did something really silly like fall asleep with its head in its food bowl. I couldn’t wait for the end of the day when someone would take It back to its own home. I kept an eye on the clock. Four o’clock. Five o’clock and it was still there. Then six o’clock came and it was Bertie’s bedtime. Surely It would have to leave now. But instead of being shown the door, Bertie’s mummy brought it a basket to sleep in. There was even more ooohing and ahhhing as It climbed in. I knew I had to do something. It was as if they’d forgotten I was there. I did my famous BooBoo singing bark but nobody seemed to notice. I ran round nibbling ankles and licking faces, but nobody seemed interested. Then I remembered. When It had ripped the newspaper up earlier everyone had laughed. I ran into the living room looking for something to rip up so they would laugh at me too. All the newspapers and magazines were out of reach, but there was a cushion on the sofa with a tiny little hole where the stuffing was popping through. It was perfect. I pulled it off the sofa and shook it and tore it and ripped it until all the stuffing covered the floor. I looked around proudly expecting everyone to laugh and I’d maybe even get a cuddle. But Bertie’s sister Sophie came in and screamed. “Muuuuuuum! Look what BooBoo’s done!” Bertie and his mummy and daddy came rushing in, but instead of smiles and oohs and ahhs there were gasps which really didn’t sound as happy. “Oh BooBoo!” said Bertie’s Mummy. “That’s my favourite cushion.” My ears dropped. I hadn’t meant to hurt anyone. I thought it would be a good idea to hide behind the chair. “Don’t be angry with her,” said Bertie’s daddy. “I think she just needs to know that we love her as well as Nora.” Bertie picked me up and gave me the snuggliest tightest cuddle which made me feel lots better. I licked his face and went upstairs to sleep on the end of his bed as usual. There was no sign of It who was left downstairs. “Night night, BooBoo. I love you so much, you must always remember that,”whispered Bertie in the darkness. “And I think you’re going to love your new sister too.” Sister?! My ears shot up in alarm. It looked like ‘It’ was here to stay... 

BooBoo :@)

 

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