Beeble’s bedtime biscuit

Beeble lay in her basket listening to the tick tock of the clock on the wall.

Where were they?

She snuggled down further tucking her tail under her legs and sighed.

Where were they?

It was a long time past bedtime, the light outside had gone out long ago and she could feel her breathing slowing down as she drifted off into sleep.

She was just reaching her paw out to grab a juicy bone from behind the butcher’s back when she was jerked awake with a start. Listening carefully Beeble could make...