“Maddy took her out into the garden a few times, as she was pretty sure Tiger and Tom wouldn’t come into the garden if she was there. But as soon as she put Biscuit down, the little tortoiseshell would race for her cat flap. And even when she was inside, she spent most of her time hiding under Maddy’s bed. She even weed on the floor a couple of times, which made Mum cross. “I know it isn’t her fault, Maddy,” Mum told her on Friday morning, as she scrubbed at the landing carpet. “But the smel...l is horrible!” “You don’t want us to give her back to Donna, do you?” Maddy asked anxiously. Mum shook her head. “No… But we need to sort this out. Anyway, we’d better get off to school now.” Biscuit watched them from under the bathroom towel rail. She liked it there. It was warm and dark, and the bathroom didn’t have any windows she could see other cats from. She hadn’t gone downstairs to eat yet.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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