The rescuers above could not actually see that Sandy was on the tinest of rafts in the middle of the flood. “Thank goodness” thought the lucky dog to herself. “I thought I was a goner!”
Having lost his shell in a fight with a rather ambitious slug Marvin was pleased to pick up a new home from off a funny piece of cardboard lying on the living room floor.
He had been caught red handed selling the goods to Mikey the Blue Bottle. Caught in the shining beams of the Fire Fly police lamps. Yet he still grinned. Was there something the coppers didn’t know? What was Jimmy going to do?