It was a cold night, a scary one too!
I was missing the ducks, even though I usually don't care much about them. I lie awake wondering what happened to them. Alexa, my puppy and my only friend, jumped up onto my bed. She curled up on the pillow next to me and fell asleep. Morning came and the golden sunlight came pouring in through the window. I rolled over trying to block out the sun. I heard a small whine and I quicklu jumped to my feet. "Sorry Alexa!" I cried. She stretched and yawned. I sheieked so loud everyone came running. Alexa had blood on her paws! "Is she hurt?" Mum cried. Me? No I wasn't wondering if she was hurt. I was wondering what she had hurt. The blood on her paws meant she had fought with something. Could that something be the ducks?