Lily told Storm, spreading an old coat in the bottom of her closet. “But when no one’s around, you can get on my bed.” Storm looked in the closet and then padded around her bedroom, sniffing everything and exploring. “This is a good place.” “Glad you like it!” Lily said, beaming at him. “Are you hungry?” The tiny puppy barked eagerly. “Okay. I’ll go and raid the kitchen to see what I can find. I won’t be long.” Lily dashed downstairs. Luckily her dad was in the garden cutting the lawn and her mom had just gone out to her yoga class. She found some leftover chicken in the fridge and quickly broke a piece off for Storm. Back upstairs, she watched as Storm ate hungrily and then sat back licking his lips. “That was delicious. I like human food.” “I’ll get you some dog food later,” Lily said. Storm nodded. “Good. We will go hunting together!” “I couldn’t do that!” Lily said, horrified. “Anyway, there’s no need. The store at the end of the street sells dog food in cans.
