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kitchen where she got out a cardboard box she’d used to carry home the shopping.
    “Anthony, get me some old newspapers from the living room. Edward, run upstairs and get me an old towel. I’ll warm up some milk on the cooker,” said Mum.
    For the next half an hour we were all busy. We lined the box with newspapers until it was very soft and warm. Then Mum very carefully dried our puppy’s fur.
    “This towel is just for the puppy from now on,” Mum told us.
    Then we poured out some warm milk into a saucer. But although the puppy opened its eyes, it was too weak to stand up and drink.
    Mum squatted down over the puppy, adeep frown on her face. She very gently stroked its fur.

    “Aren’t you pretty? As you were found in a thunderstorm, we should call you Thunder,” Mum said gently. “Come on then, Thunder. You have to drink your milk if you want to get better.”
    I looked at Mum. Thunder was the perfect name for our puppy. I looked at our puppy again. It looked so weak.
    “Don’t let our puppy die, Mum.” Anthony sniffed.
    “Yeah, don’t let it die.” Edward shook his head.
    “Edward, go and wash out one of my rubber gloves over there by the sink – inside and out,” Mum said.
    Edward ran over to the sink and did just that. Then Mum poured the rest of the warm milk from the saucepan into her glove. As we watched, she carefullypricked a small hole in one of the fingers of the glove. Then she came over to our puppy. Mum squeezed the glove finger until some of the milk dribbled out and ran along the puppy’s lips. Thunder’s tongue snaked out to lick up the milk.
    “Hooray!” we all shouted.
    “Not so fast.” Mum shook her head. “We’ve still got a long way to go yet.”
    Mum squeezed out some more milk. Thunder licked that up as well. Then Mum held the finger of the rubber glove over Thunder’s mouth. I held my breath, waiting anxiously to see if Thunder would feed. He licked the finger of the rubber glove once. And again. Then he lifted his head slightly and began to suck on the finger. The twins and I danced around the kitchen. Thunder was feeding!
    “As soon as he’s better and able to stand on his feet, I’ll call the RSPCA,” saidMum. “They’ll be able to take him away and look after him.”
    I froze. So did Anthony and Edward. We stared at Mum.
    “Oh please, Mum. We can’t give Thunder away,” pleaded Edward.
    “We have to look after him. We found him,” added Anthony.
    “We rescued him, Mum. We can’t give him away now,” I begged.
    Mum looked at us. “Small, cute puppies grow up very quickly into huge dogs. They need to be fed and watered and walked regularly. Are you three prepared to do that?”
    “Yes, we are.”
    “We promise.”
    “We’ll walk him every day,” we said quickly.
    “Pets aren’t for a week or a month, they’re for life. And they’re a lot ofresponsibility,” said Mum, sternly.

    “We’ve got a lot of responsibility,” said Anthony.
    “Yes, tons of it,” Edward agreed.
    “We’ll be responsible, Mum. We’ll take it in turns to feed Thunder and walk him and look after him – for ever and ever. We promise,” I begged.
    Anthony and Edward nodded vigorously, agreeing with my promise.
    “Please, Mum.
Please
 . . .”
    “All right then,” Mum said at last.

    “Yippee!”
    “Hooray!”
    “Not so fast,” said Mum. “I’m still phoning the RSPCA first thing in the morning. If Thunder really has been abandoned then you can keep him, but only if you all keep your promise.”
    And we ran and danced and leaped and jumped about so much that by the time we’d finished our clothes were almost dry again!
    “Thanks, Mum,” we said, grinning. Weall hugged her tight, tight, tight.
    At last, we had a proper pet! A pet that could do a bit more than swim about and eat, which was all our goldfish Bugsy ever did! We had our very own dog called Thunder.
    “Welcome to our family, Thunder,” I said.
    “You’re going to love it here,” said