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  “Mm.” Caitlin looked down, fiddling with the pencils on the table in front of her. She did like the sound of the donkey sanctuary, but she really wanted to think of something for herself.

  “Why have you got the car?” Caitlin looked at her mum in surprise. They usually walked home from school – it only took about fifteen minutes and it wasn’t as if it was raining.

  Caitlin’s mum rolled her eyes, but she was smiling. “I can’t believe you’ve forgotten! We’re going to see Alice and Sean’s new kitten, remember?”

  “Oh!” Caitlin brightened up. She had completely forgotten. Mum had told her at breakfast, but worrying about the charity thing at school had sent it right out of her head.

  Alice and Sean were her cousins, and they had just got a gorgeous kitten. Mum had shown Caitlin the photos that Auntie Jen had sent, of a black and white kitten curled up on Alice’s lap. He was incredibly cute.

  Caitlin sped up, hurrying to the car. Auntie Jen had said that the kitten was friendly too, and she was hoping that she would be able to cuddle him.

  Her cousin Sean answered the door, with the kitten clinging for dear life on to the shoulder of his school jumper. He was the same age as Caitlin, but he went to a different school, closer to their house. “Hi, Caitlin. Hi, Auntie Sam! Look, this is Ollie.”

  “Awww! He’s so sweet…” Caitlin said admiringly.

  “I think he’s trying to get out into the garden, Sean,” Caitlin’s mum pointed out, as the kitten started to scramble down the front of Sean’s jumper. “Shall we come in and shut the door?”

  Sean scooped up the kitten and snuggled him. “Yes, quick! He tries to get everywhere – he’s so nosy. He’d love to get out the front of the house, but he’s not allowed yet.”

  Caitlin’s mum closed the door hurriedly and the kitten peered curiously at Caitlin around Sean’s hands. His eyes were golden yellow and very round.

  “Can I stroke him?” Caitlin asked hopefully, and Sean nodded.

  “Sure. He’s really friendly.” Sean moved his fingers so that Caitlin could pet the black and white kitten, and Caitlin rubbed gently around his silky ears and tickled under his white chin.

  “He’s so soft!” she whispered delightedly as the kitten stretched out his neck, pointing his nose up to the ceiling and closing his eyes.

  “He loves being scratched under the chin,” Sean said. “He’ll sit for ages if you do that.”

  Sean’s little sister came bouncing down the stairs to hug Caitlin. “Have you seen our kitten?” she demanded excitedly, and Sean sighed.

  “Of course she has! She’s stroking him right now!”

  Alice stuck out her lip and Caitlin broke in hurriedly. She loved being at Alice and Sean’s house, but sometimes she went home feeling quite glad that her brother was so much older than she was. It meant they didn’t fight nearly as often as Alice and Sean. It was embarrassing when Auntie Jen had to tell her cousins off.

  “I love Ollie, he’s really cute,” said Caitlin, trying to distract the pair of them. “Has he got any cat toys? Can we play with them?” she asked Alice, and her little cousin grabbed her hand and pulled her into the kitchen. Sean came after them with Ollie.

  “This is his favourite! It’s got catnip in it.” Alice picked up a tiny stuffed mouse with a long tail made of feathers, and Ollie wriggled wildly in Sean’s arms, eager to get to the mouse.

  It was while they were eating tea (with Ollie trying to climb up everyone’s legs to get to the fish fingers, and Caitlin, Sean and Alice all feeding him bits when Caitlin’s mum and Auntie Jen weren’t looking) that Caitlin had her brilliant idea.

  “Where did you get Ollie from?” Mum asked Auntie Jen. “Was it an ad in the newsagent’s or something?”

  Auntie Jen shook her head. “No, we went to the animal shelter. The one next to Garland Park – you know where I mean?”

  “Oh! I thought they only took in dogs.”

  “No, cats as well. They even had some guinea pigs. I don’t think they usually have them, but someone left them outside the shelter and they couldn’t find anywhere else to take them.”

  “They were so sweet!” Alice put in. “They made this little noise like eeeep, eeeep!”

  “We loved the dogs too, but with me working we simply can’t have one. Ollie won’t mind having the house to himself for some of the day and it won’t be long before he can go outside – we’re going to put in a cat flap for him.” Auntie Jen sighed. “The shelter manager was telling me that they’re struggling at the moment, actually – they’re swamped with abandoned dogs that their owners couldn’t look after. And the shelter’s full all the time. They’d really like to build some more dog pens on the back, but they can’t afford it. They need to do some fundraising – not that they don’t do a lot already. Extra fundraising, I mean. I thought I might offer to help them run a jumble sale, or something. Maybe a sponsored walk?”

  Caitlin let out a squeak of excitement and Auntie Jen leaned over worriedly. “Caitlin, what’s the matter, petal? Did your dinner go down the wrong way?”

  Caitlin beamed at her. “Nothing’s the matter. In fact, everything’s perfect!”

  The puppy leaped up hopefully, scrabbling at the wire. One of the girls who brought the food had walked past the door of the pen. It wasn’t that he was hungry – he’d been fed and he’d even left some of his dinner. He just wanted … somebody.

  He wanted somebody to pull on the other end of his rope toy or race him up and down the yard. Or maybe somebody to squabble with about who got to have the best ball. And then he wanted somebody to snuggle up with in his basket. It was too big for him all on his own, even with the old Winston bear and the scruffy blanket.

  But there wasn’t anybody else. He was all on his own, and he hated it.

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  First published as an ebook by Stripes Publishing in 2019

  Text copyright © Holly Webb, 2019

  Illustrations copyright © Sophy Williams, 2019

  Author photograph copyright © Nigel Bird

  eISBN: 978–1–78895–101–2

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  Excerpt From: Holly Webb, The Shelter Puppy.