The Magic Pet
Suzy and her grandad were chatting in her bedroom. ‘Grandad, tell me another of your magic stories.’ ‘I can do better than that. Do you want to see my magic pet?’ She started to jump up and down. ‘Ohh yes, please Grandad, ‘ she squealed. ‘When can I see him? Now?’ Grandad smiled. ‘Yes, of course. He sleeps in my jeans. Do you want to take him out?’ ‘Oh, can I?’ she answered with an innocent smile. ‘Yes, but you must be careful and gentle as he’s asleep. I don’t know exactly where he is,...