Dream Dogs - Poppy
Aimee Harper
The sixth fabulous adventure from the gorgeous series set in a glamorous pooch parlour, for animal-crazy girls who love dogs and looking after them.Small pooches mean big problems for Bella and her mum at Dream Dogs pooch parlour!Bella is determined to come up with a plan to help raise the money to buy a special and VERY expensive new bath so that even the littlest pooches can get pampered to perfection at her mum’s grooming parlour.With the help of her best friend Amber and the owner of a gorgeous little Yorkshire Terrier called Poppy, Bella starts up a doggy dress-up photo booth in the local shopping centre. However, nothing quite goes according to plan and it takes a very hairy fairy to save the day!
Dream Dogs
6
Poppy
Aimee Harper
Special thanks toThe Happy Dog Grooming Parlour, Farnham
Table of Contents
Cover Page (#uc2da58ed-4a01-5ff0-9bf6-e2342b008139)
Title Page (#u7356d9c8-f525-5680-b42a-e0592b2a6336)
Introducing⦠(#ue86226d9-a0f1-5ee2-a8cd-048f316cf118)
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Acknowledgments (#litres_trial_promo)
Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)
About the Publisher (#litres_trial_promo)
Introducing⦠(#ulink_5df83bea-b8f8-56c4-969e-47c1c399de1e)
Name: Poppy
Breed: Yorkshire terrier
Age: 4
Colour: Caramel brown and soft grey
Likes: Dressing up
Dislikes: Plugholes
Most likely to be mistaken for: A fairy
Least likely to be mistaken for: A thief
One (#ulink_d97aa7e7-9c97-5200-a6a9-baf15a56760e)
Down the Plughole
It was Saturday morning. As usual, Dream Dogs was busy. Bella sat in the window, cuddling her dog, Pepper, and watching as her mum waved goodbye to Miss Waldicott and her little West Highland terrier, Angus.
âSame time next week, Suzi?â said Miss Waldicott. âCome along, Angus. Walkies!â
The freshly washed little Westie barked and jumped up at the treat Miss Waldicott was holding out. The salon door clanged shut.
Suzi wiped her hands on her pink Dream Dogs overall. âMy back is killing me,â she sighed. âAngus is really too small for me to wash in our bath.â
Bella gazed at the salonâs bath. It had been built on a special platform, so that her mum didnât have to bend down too much when she was washing the dogs. But when the dogs were small like Angus, it was a bit of a problem.
âYou should wash him in the sink, maybe?â Bella suggested.
They used the salon sink sometimes, for the really little dogs.
Suzi shook her head. âHeâs too big for that,â she said. âTypical, isnât it? Most of my clients seem to be small dogs. And a special small dog-bath costs a fortune.â
âThree thousand pounds,â Bella said, remembering her mum complaining about the cost of a small dog-bath when they had first come to Sandmouth to set up Dream Dogs. That seemed ages ago. They loved Sandmouth now, with its long sandy beach and Cliffside Primary and all of Bella and her little brother Louieâs friends nearby. It was weird to think that they had once lived in London.
âLuckily theyâve come down in price a bit since I last looked,â said Suzi. She rang up the till and put in the twenty-pound note that Miss Waldicott had given her. âBut they are still nearly a thousand pounds each. I canât possibly afford that.â
Bella checked out of the window. The pink Dream Dogs van and mobile dog-wash trailer was parked outside. She looked at the dark pink lettering underneath the Dream Dogs logo on the side of the trailer.
Paws ânâ Purrs. The Pet Shop for All Your Petâs Needs.
âMaybe you could ask the pet shop to sponsor you again,â Bella suggested. âLike they did with the trailer.â
Suzi shook her head gloomily. âThey wouldnât sponsor me for a bath as well,â she said. âNo, Bella. It looks like Iâll just have to put up with what weâve got.â
The salon door tinkled. Bella brightened. It was her favourite clients, Mimi Taylor and her little Pomeranian, Crystal.
âMorning, Mimi,â said Suzi, smiling.
Mimi put Crystal down on the salon floor. The little Pomeranian perked up her fluffy brown ears. She sniffed at Pepper in a friendly way, before scampering up and down sniffing at all the corners.
âYouâre letting Crystal run about more, I see,â said Suzi.
âShe hates it if I hold her for too long,â Mimi said fondly. âI must have been crazy, the way I used to carry her everywhere. She runs us all ragged these days!â
Crystal gave a high-pitched bark and kicked out her back legs. For such a little dog, she was a feisty thing.
âCome along, Crystal,â said Suzi. âBath time. You are one dog that fits in my sink, at any rate!â
Mimi settled on the window seat. Suzi put Crystal in the sink and started running the water while Bella fetched down a bottle of shampoo from the shelf.
âWeâve had a week of it,â Mimi sighed. âThe newspapers have been all over Idaho since he twisted his knee. Would he still play for Sandmouth in the new season? Is his career over? Honestly, itâs only a little sprain.â
Mimiâs husband, Idaho Taylor, was a well-known footballer. When Mimi and Idaho had first come to Sandmouth, the papers had gone mad. They still regularly ran stories about them on the front page. Louie played with their son, Pan, sometimes, as they were in the same class at school.
âI expect it stops him from doing the housework though, hmm?â Suzi joked.
âHow did you guess?â Mimi laughed.
Bella stroked Crystalâs foxy little head as Suzi carefully soaped her body. Her creamy butterscotch fur looked totally different when it was wet. Usually, it was thick and fluffy but now it was all long and straggly, dripping with water. Pepper huffed crossly from his basket. He got very jealous when Bella fussed over the dogs that came to the salon.
âWhereâs Louie?â Mimi asked. âPanâs been asking if he can come over to play during the holidays.â
âHeâs with his friend Jamie this morning,â said Suzi, looking round over her shoulder at Mimi. âHonestly, those two are as thick as thieves.â
While the two mums chatted about the boys, Bella reached across the sink to get the washcloth her mum always used to wipe the soap off the dogs before rinsing them. Her elbow jogged the plug chain. Water started draining away. Crystal yelped and sat down very suddenly.
âOops,â Bella said. She grabbed the plug to put it back in again.
Crystal was struggling to stand up. She sat in the water as it swirled around her, lifting her paws and whining. Bella suddenly saw the problem. The suck of the plug had pulled some of Crystalâs fur down the plughole. And now it was all tangled up!
âIs everything all right?â Mimi asked from the window seat.
âBella?â said Suzi, turning back. âWhat happened?â
Bella tried tugging at Crystalâs fur without hurting the little dog. âNothing,â she said nervously. She shielded the sink from her mum and Mimi, trying to get Crystalâs fur out of the plughole as quickly as she could. Crystal wriggled and whined. âEverythingâs fine. The plug just slipped out. Iâll have it back in a minuteâ¦â
The water stopped gurgling. Now it was a bit easier to reach down into the plughole and untangle Crystalâs fur. It took a couple of goes, but she did it at last. Feeling relieved, she ran some fresh water into the sink so her mum could rinse Crystal properly.
Phew!
Her mum was right. They really did need a little-dog bath. But how were they going to afford one, if it cost a thousand pounds?
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Picture Perfect
âThank goodness you untangled Crystalâs fur!â gasped Suzi as Mimi and the freshly washed and dried Crystal left the salon with the usual tinkle of the doorbell. âMimi would have had a fit if weâd had to cut it!â
Bella blushed. She thought her mum hadnât seen. âIt was an accident,â she said.
Suzi sighed. âI know,â she said. âIâve done it myself once or twice.â
Bella started giggling. It had been pretty funny, when you thought about it. Suzi joined in, laughing and shaking her head at the same time.
âOh, Bella,â she said. âWhy is a proper small dog-bath so expensive? Weâll have to think of a way to make more money for the salon if weâre ever going to buy one.â
The phone rang. Bella answered it.
âMum?â she said, covering the receiver. âItâs Jamieâs dad. He wants to know if we can pick Louie up at the Dolphins in town in half an hour?â
Suzi checked her watch. âThatâs fine,â she said. âMy next appointment isnât until two oâclock. Come on. We can get a bite to eat down there. Itâs lunchtime, and Iâm starving.â Pepper barked in excitement as Bella took down his lead. Suzi shut up the salon. They walked together along the seafront, towards the town and the Dolphins shopping centre.
Bella liked the Dolphins. It had only been built two years ago, and was full of brightly lit shops and colourful window displays. There were cafés, a bookshop, a shoeshop, several homeware shops and the townâs pet shop, Paws ânâ Purrs. It was spread out over two floors, with a big glass ceiling that let in lots of light.
Louie was at the burger bar on the first floor with Jamie and Jamieâs dad. They were all still eating their lunch, so Suzi went up and ordered some food as well. Bella sat down with Pepper at her feet and waited. Her tummy was rumbling. She eyed her little brotherâs chips.
âCan I have one of your chips?â she said hopefully.
âNo!â Louie said. It came out as âMoof!â
âSorry, Louie, canât hear you,â Bella said, and pinched a chip.
Suzi put a burger, chips and a bag of carrot sticks down in front of Bella. âItâs quiet in here today,â she said, looking around.
âThereâs something going on down at the far end of the shopping centre,â Jamieâs dad explained. He had a blob of ketchup on his chin. Bella looked away, trying not to giggle. âPhotographs or something.â
Bella craned her neck, wondering if maybe they were filming something interesting. But she couldnât see round the corner.
âHey,â she said indignantly as she looked back at her plate. âMy chips!â
âSorry, Bella,â Louie giggled, munching madly. âI canât hear you!â
After lunch they said goodbye to Jamie and his dad. As there was still a bit of time left before Suzi had to get back to Dream Dogs, Bella persuaded her mum to take them down to the far end of the Dolphins, to see what was going on.
A group of people were standing around, watching a photographer snapping pictures of a girl in a long yellow satin dress.
âLovely! Smile a bit more, Princess!â called the photographer. âThatâs great â just greatâ¦â
Bella stared. The girl was standing in front of a backcloth painted with a castle. On her redgold hair was a tall pointed hat with a floaty veil down the back. Above her head hung a sign that said: Princess for a Day.
âItâs Amber!â Bella gasped, recognising her best friend. âHey, Amber! What are you doing?â
Amber looked round. Her face lit up. âHi, Bella!â she giggled. âIâm Princess Amber today. Mumâs giving me a photo. Isnât it great?â
âYou can be a princess with your friend if you want, love,â said the photographer, smelling a sale. âThereâs a pink dress, a blue one â all sorts to choose from. You can pop them on in the booth, if your mum says you can. Only four pounds ninety-nine!â
Bella stared at the rack of princess clothes. âCan I, Mum?â she said eagerly.
âGo on then,â Suzi sighed, breaking off her conversation with Amberâs mum, Claire.
Louie looked horrified and muttered something about girly dressing-up. Bella could tell that he wished he was still playing with Jamie. Ignoring him, she snatched up the pink dress and rushed into the booth. She put it on. It felt wonderfully silky and heavy. She stared at the selection of hats and crowns in the booth before choosing a tall crown studded with fake diamonds.
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