How Ben saved a puppy

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Hero cat story

HOW BEN SAVED A PUPPY

One day, we were going to have new neighbours and when they introduced themselves to us, they seemed very nice and much to my delight they were a bit of a Noah’s Ark family, in other words they had a lot of animals with them; they had two goldfish, one orangey-red whose name was Eric and the other as black as the ace of spades and his name was Midnight, two cats, one grey heavily tipped with white called Cloudy and the other a red tabby with white paws named Mr Boots and two dogs, one a Labrador retriever named Ronald and the other, much younger-looking dog which was what I reckoned was a cross between almost every breed of dog on the planet. He wasn’t a handsome dog by any means at all, in fact he was rather ugly, but his owners said he had a heart of gold. His name was Heinz and he was called that because the family reckoned he looked like he was 57 different varieties. We introduced them to all our pets, too, especially Ben and I said “This is Ben. He’s the loveliest, gentlest, sweetest cat in the world. I can pull his whiskers, I can dress him in ridiculous dresses and I can do all sorts of things to him and he doesn’t bat an eyelid.”, and everyone said “Hi, Ben”, and patted him. I was going to introduce them to Beanz who was a big, timid oaf of a cat, but he had already run and hidden, so I left him alone. It was not long after that that Ben was to become a real hero to almost everyone in Toowoomba. A few weeks after that family moved in, the neighbours who lived in the house behind us who we found weren’t as careful about shutting gates, windows and doors properly as they should have been decided to have a swimming pool built for them and about two months later, Heinz’s owners were searching frantically for him; they couldn’t find him anywhere. When we heard the hue-and-cry, asked what the matter was and found out Heinz was missing, we began searching in every nook and cranny too. Suddenly Ben took off in the direction of the newly-finished swimming pool, which of course was full of water. I felt sick but I followed him and saw a most horrifying sight. Heinz was scrambling frantically at the pool walls, trying to get out. I rushed straight for the shed to get some rope to pull him to safety with, but suddenly I heard a splash and turned round and saw that Ben had jumped into the swimming pool without a thought for his intense hatred of water. He soon had Heinz by his ear and was pulling him to safety and they were soon close enough to me for me to fish them out of the pool. As soon as I’d done that, I began to rub both the rescuer and the rescued dry with a towel, not wanting either of them to catch pneumonia through being soaking wet in the suddenly-cold afternoon. Heinz’s owners were so relieved and so proud of Ben. Everyone patted him and fawned over him. The neighbours with the swimming pool came on the scene just then and one of them asked “Hey, what’s going on here?” and I said “Heinz fell into your swimming pool and Ben rescued him” There was a stunned silence and finally he said “Oh, I’m so sorry; we must not have shut the gate properly. We’ll make sure we shut and lock all our gates, windows and doors properly from this day on, because we’d hate any of your pets to drown in our swimming pool through our fault. We were going to get a puppy for the kids for Christmas, but in the light of what happened this afternoon, I think it would be advisable for us to wait till we’re all better at shutting doors, windows and gates properly” The very next day, Heinz’s owners threw a party in Ben’s honour and he got a huge hamper consisting of two packets of “Whiskas” pellets that were “Veal and Kidney” flavoured and at least fifty tins of “Dine” cat food and furthermore they were “Salmon packed in jelly”, the two kinds of cat food Ben liked best, and a few days later a man from the newspaper firm “The Chronicle” wanted Ben because he wanted to take a photo of him for the article about “Hero cat saves drowning puppy.”, so soon the whole of Toowoomba and probably everyone in Australia was reading about Ben’s brave deed and I didn’t mind my favourite cat becoming a bit of a celebrity at all, in fact I loved it and being famous didn’t make him lose any of his lovability.

THE END

(By Shelley Goodman. Written on the 15th of December 2014)


Submitted: August 01, 2015

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