It was a bright and sunny morning in Bluebell Village, and Mrs Buttercup had gone outside to get the milk bottles from the doorstep. She saw her husband walking past… And she was surprised to see that he had six fluffy little chicks following him!
“Kids! Come and meet our new friends!” shouted Hornbull. The children came running downstairs and burst out of the front door.
“Wow dad! What are we going to do with them?” Paddock asked looking puzzled.
“Well, we are going to look after them, and then we will be able to have fresh eggs when they are older!” Hornbull replied. Daisy wasn’t so sure about her husband’s idea at first, but she was beginning to like the little bundles of fluff.
“Ooooh! This one likes me!” Annabell said as a little chick waddled up to her.
“Can he come up to my room?” she asked her parents. Mr and Mrs Buttercup looked uncertain.
“Well, I suppose so, but ONLY for one night.” her father told her. She picked up the little chick in her arms and brought him up the stairs carefully.
When she got to her bedroom, she plonked him down on the bed. Her brother looked on in surprise as she placed a hot mug of tea in front of the chick.
“Errrrr, I don’t think chicks drink tea.” he told his sister.
“Yes they do! Well, my one does.” she said defiantely.
“…And, by the way, his name is Bob.”