Chapter 2
Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Outside, it had begun to rain. She hoped the cat had found shelter. She hoped that his leg wasn't any worse. What was that? Nikky's heart began to thump. She opened the window, straining to see outside. And there it was - a cat with a bad leg, crawling out from the shadows. Nikky pulled on her dressing gown and dashed out of her bedroom. Mum! Dad! The cat from downstairs! He's in our garden! "Nikky, for goodness sake -" began Mum. "Wait," said Dad. "She may be
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Chapter 2
Chapter 2
Outside, it had begun to rain. She hoped the cat had found shelter.She hoped that his leg wasn't any worse.
What was that?
Nikky's heart began to thump. She opened the window, straining to see outside.
And there it was - a cat with a bad leg, crawling out from the shadows.
Nikky pulled on her dressing gown and dashed out of her bedroom.
Mum! Dad! The cat from downstairs! He's in our garden!
"Nikky, for goodness sake -" began Mum.
"Wait," said Dad. "She may be right.I thought I heard a cat crying. I'll go out and see."
Dad grabbed a torch and hurried downstairs. He opened the back door.
"Well, I never!" he said quietly to Nikky, who had followed behind him."Just look at this!"
The ginger cat was crouched by the door.He drew back as Dad shone the torch, but he did not run away.
"Now what?" said Mum, looking over Dad's shoulder."You'd better get the RSPCA, Mike. We can't look after it."
"Why not?" Nikky almost shouted. "We can't let them take him away - they might put him down - you said so."
"The RSPCA care about animals," said Dad."They would only do what was best for him."
The cat suddenly slid behind them, crawled upstairs, through the open door, and into the kitchen.He crouched in the corner beside the fridge.
"I'll ring them now - there must be an emergency service," said Dad.
Nikky grabbed hold of his arm. "You can't send him away, Dad.He's come to us. He thinks we'll look after him."
"Don't be silly, Nikky, he's only a cat - how can he possibly think anything?"
Nikky crouched down beside the cat, and held out her hand.He snuffled at it with his damp, pink nose. Then he began to purr.
"Dad, look, he trusts me! Dor phone the RSPCA, please."
But Dad was already dialling. "Hello?" he said.
Is that Mr Morgan's Emergency Service? I wonder if you could help me?
Nikky gave one big, happy sigh. Dad hadn't phoned the RSPCA. Mr Morgan was the vet!
The vet told Dad to keep the cat warm and dry and to give him fresh water and something to eat.
