Chapter 4 - page 2

As they arrived outside Number Ten Downing Street a policeman looked very severe at the three animals walking towards him.

‘And where do you think you are going Mr & Mrs Fox?”

‘Oh come now sergeant you know who we are you see us every morning coming through here after talking to Sox’ laughed Brenda.

‘Oh I do apologise.’ said the policeman and he stepped to one side to let them all pass; he opened the door of Number Ten and nodded his head with approval. Glenda looked around the large hall of Number Ten and could see large paintings of previous Prime Minister’s and lots of lights and a very posh carpet that felt good under Glenda’s feet.

Brendan and Brenda were already walking up the large staircase, Glenda caught up as she took in all the splendour. They got to the top of the stairs and curled up in front of a large stately door a very large, very stately looking cat. ‘This, is Sox’ said Brenda.

Glenda looked at the old cat and could see the kindness in his eyes. ‘Hello, my dear’ said Sox in a very posh English accent. I have just heard the news about you and the Chicken killer, dreadful my dear dreadful.

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