The Fishy Lighthouse continues after having missed a day last week. WIth Lady Chambelle maybe playing a dangerous game. And McSniff himself might be overcoming some fears.
The Fishy Lighthouse! Part 24
Still holing on tight McSniff waits for the tub to stop rocking on the waves Will just made by jumping in the boat. His frown is clearly visible and a slight anger still hiding beneath the fearful face. With a shaky paw he points at some rails planted inside the wall, “Use the hook to hook up and pull us forward”.
Will picks up the hook and swings it around into one of the rails “You sure you want me to do this.” William stand in the middle of the tub with his feet planted sturdy apart, shifting his body to make the tub rock even more.
“Will stop…, stop it for crying out loud” McSniff shout is echoed through the tunnel.
“Hey you two, basket coming” Cats above lower a basket by rope. Will is still holding on to the hook keeping the floating craft steady as possible underneath the opening. “Would you mind getting that McSniff, I can’t do everything by myself”
With reluctant and careful movements McSniff tries reaching for the basket, unwilling to let go of the edge he reaches over only to miss the rope. One by one he releases his nails and stuck to the floor, he creeps a little closer to the centre of the tub. The rope of the basket being a little too short due to the low water levels he still can’t reach up to crab hold of it.
Will is holding on with all his might to keep the tub from rocking as much as it did, while McSniff is overcoming his fear by standing up with trembling legs. Picking the basket of the hook and see it filled with food. “Thank you, we be off now”
And with a tug from Will on the hook McSniff falls back and lands on his paws. He smiles it away with a slight scare and unties the rope of the tub. Will is pulling the tub deeper into the tunnel leaving the factory above them behind. The water is shallow and smooth giving McSniff some ease of mind.
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On the other side of town in a field with a high grass border the orphans are playing tag with their new friend. Running around having fun are 5 little kittens and a puppy. On the side lines stand Francis, Kitty and Lady Chambelle smiling.
“Lady Chambelle, do you think this will work? It is not easy sneaking in a puppy let alone let it grow up here.” Francis is looking concerned at the dog with his rough brown hair. Its tongue hanging from the corner of his mouth whenever he rest for just a second, wagging his tail in excitement and playfulness.
Lady Chambelle shows her concern written all over her face, with a cup of tea resting against her lip. “I know the risks Francis, but I have good faith in the plan to socialize a puppy with kittens. It Is that I overheard Tommy saying we would not make it any longer if we don’t come up with a solution. He to suggested it to the king, but the King’s advisers threw it of the table as preposterous. We need to at least try. I learned that much from watching William who knew nothing but did his best. And even now he is out there helping us.”
Hope you enjoyed the read of the newest part of the story. On that is still growing.
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