Page 12 - How Sophie Grumble Guts Got Her Name

The man, who told her his name was Bill couldn’t dislodge her

basket from the fork of the tree, so he scooped her up and

tucked her inside his jacket – while he climbed down again.

“What are we going to do with you now?”, he enquired of her.

“I’m sure I don’t know” said Sophie through chattering teeth.
“But I hope it involves warmth, being dry and food, please”.

Bill and his friend Bert discussed what to do with her while they

walked back to their car. I think we’ll have to take her to the

local animal shelter, Bert said.