A new year’s wish

JOSH dabbed expertly at the cut he’d just finished sewing up. He’d made a neat job of it and it should heal very nicely, leaving only a line. It wouldn’t be seen, anyway, once the cat’s fur grew back.

I LOOKED at my allocated “bed” underneath the back window of the caravan and wondered. Firstly, about my chances of getting a good night since I was already sleeping badly. And secondly, what madness

AN unholy screech cut through the night air. It was as if every cat in Southerly had taken up with the opera at once. The relentless yowling noise would’ve woken the dead. Cecilia was seriously unimpr

WHAT on earth have I let myself in for? This was my thought as I rolled on to my back and tried to focus on the unfamiliar white stone walls, then my phone. Thankfully, I still had a few minutes in be

HELP! I need help!” I gasp down the phone, sinking on to my kitchen floor. “It’s a life or death situation. I don’t know what to do.” I close my eyes and try to breathe as the panic overwhelms me. “Yo

Nicky Genders’ adventure of a lifetime started off with bumps in the road until their new four-legged misfit turned their luck around…