Щенок Элли, или Долгая дорога домой / Ellie the Homesick Puppy

Megan gently stroked Ellie’s soft golden back, and the little dog gave a sleepy whine[14] and half rolled over, inviting Megan to stroke her tummy[15]. She yawned hugely, showing her very white teeth, and opened her eyes, blinking lovingly up at Megan.

Megan smiled back at her. ‘I just can’t wait to take you for walks in those woods,’ she whispered happily. ‘It’s going to be the best thing ever!’

Ellie sprang up[16] and gave an excited, hopeful little bark[17].

Megan laughed. ‘You heard me say the W word, didn’t you, Ellie-pie[18]? I can’t believe you want to go out again, we’ve only been back home an hour!’

Ellie was wagging her tail madly now, staring up at Megan, but Megan shook her head.

‘I’m sorry, Ellie. Mum says I have to pack.’

Ellie didn’t understand exactly what Megan was saying, but she knew what that tone of voice meant. No walk. She lay back down on the bed, her head resting[19] mournfully on her paws. She knew they’d had a long walk, but now she’d had a little sleep, she felt just like another run[20].