One
sunny day Mr and Mrs Grinling were eating breakfast. We can’t starve that cat to death. Hamish heard what they were saying. Hamish was sad. Starve that cat? Oh my shivering ginger whiskers! Nobody starves the lighthouse cat! So Hamish ran away to the town. Nobody wanted Hamish in the town. It was night time, so Hamish climbed a
tree and his owners found him.
Lara
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