Look what I’ve made for you!” Poppy leaned over their table, and passed Emily a piece of card, carefully sealed in a plastic envelope. “I scanned it on Mum’s scanner too, so I’ll email it to you when I get home. But I just wanted you to see the real thing first.”Emily took it, wondering what on earth it could be, and Maya and Izzy peered over to see too. Mr Finlay hadn’t arrived yet – he was always losing stuff in the staffroom, and he often turned up out of breath and trailing piles of paper.“Oh, Poppy! You made me a logo!” Emily said delightedly, turning the envelope so that the others could look at it properly. “That’s so clever, and it actually looks like me.” The little picture showed Emily with her trademark curly bunches, wearing a T-shirt with a heart on it, and with her arms around a cat and a dog – the dog had curly ears and looked like Honey, the spaniel at the shelter. Poppy nodded, pleased. “I was thinking last night that you really ought to try out Maya’s idea, and be a petsitter.
