Douglas the dog was a cute little chap with a nice blue collar and spots on his back, with his puppy dog eyes he would make you smile and give him a hug every once in a while.
He was very well known for his bold and brave deeds and he always helped out any people in need. He could often be seen walking down the road with people’s shopping and other heavy loads.
He once helped a kitten who was stuck up a tree by climbing to the top past a hive of busy bees, then holding the baby gently in his jaws he struggled back down to a round of applause.
Then there was the time he swam out in the lake to rescue some cookies that his neighbour had baked. She’d dropped the large tub whilst crossing a bridge but soon they were all safely back in her fridge.
Everybody loved him and patted his back whenever the saw him walking down the track. The children would smile and shout with joy hugging his neck, saying, “What a good boy!”
One day he fell ill; had to stay in his bed, so they took it in turns to stroke his soft head. Everyone worried and did all they could to help him get better as quick as he could.
Before very long he was back on his feet and everyone cheered as he walked down the street. They hugged him and stroked him and said he was ace so he answered their praise by licking their face.
Zola the Zebra lived far, far away and always had so much fun, with lots of friends they laughed and played and sang beneath the hot sun. At first, her friends were a little confused and thought her a curious
“You’ll be safe, I promise”, reassured his mum. “But its not you who’ll end up sat on your bum!” A conversation they’d had most every week but it didn’t make his knees feel any less weak. “Now come along, Harry,