bunny I’ve ever seen.’
EE agreed. ‘It was a brilliant race. But what on earth was all the sliding about? I’m sure we didn’t practise that at home.’
I looked at my paws. They looked the same as always, except for a thin layer of shiny cream. Susie’s hands flew to her mouth. ‘I think it’s my fault. Miranda gave me something
to put on Harriet’s feet. She said it would stop them from hurting.’
Everyone looked at Miranda, who went red. ‘It’s an old family recipe,’ she declared. ‘I had no idea it would make Harriet’s paws slippery.’
EE took the tube of cream Susie was holding up. Carefully, he peeled back the plain white label and peered at what was underneath. ‘Beeswax furniture polish,’ he read. ‘To make
your surfaces super shiny.’
Gloria frowned at Miranda. ‘I find it hard to believe that you didn’t realise this would affect Harriet’s race,’ she said in a stern voice. ‘In fact, I think you
knew exactly what would happen.’
Miranda didn’t say anything. She stood there with Doodle at her feet, glowering at everyone.
The cameraman waved a panicky hand at Gloria. ‘Back on in ten seconds.’
‘Places, everyone,’ Gloria commanded. ‘We’ll sort this out later.’
The other pets and their owners scattered to various positions on the stage, leaving Gloria centre-stage.
‘Welcome back.’ Gloria smiled into the camera, as though nothing was wrong. ‘Wow, what an opening to the show that was! But the surprises don’t stop there. Here on Superpets , we like to shake things up. Each of our talented animals has been working on a secret new trick for this Summer Special , hoping to amaze you. Let’s start by meeting
the Tap Hogs!’
The camera cut to Spike-tacular, who launched straight into a noisy tap-dancing number. Once they’d finished, Cherry bamboozled everyone with her new card trick, the terrapins wowed the
crowd with their high-dive act and Lulu the chimpanzee made them gasp with her flaming hula hoop routine. I was impressed – everyone had been working really hard! After each pet’s
performance, Doodle and Miranda grew paler and paler and when the camera swung round to them, I saw Doodle gulp. This was going to be interesting.
Gloria clapped her hands. ‘Now it’s time for our final act. Doodle the opera-singing Poodle will attempt to shatter glass using her voice alone!’
The stage lights dimmed and a spotlight glared down on Doodle and a single crystal goblet on a table next to her. The audience was hushed. Looking nervous, the poodle opened her mouth and began
to howl. As her voice got higher and higher, I saw people in the crowd jamming their fingers in their ears. Spike-tacular rolled themselves into spiny balls, Gloria looked strained and I wrapped my
ears around my head. After two minutes of woeful warbling, the glass showed no sign of shattering and Doodle had gone a funny pink colour. Then Miranda stepped forwards and stood beside the
table.
‘Goodness me, what’s that?’ she called, pointing high above the audience. Everyone looked up and even the cameramen spun their cameras around, but there was nothing to see.
Seconds later, we heard a loud crash on stage, followed by the tinkling of broken glass. When we all turned back to look at Doodle, the table was empty and Miranda was looking smug.
‘Oh dear, you missed Doodle’s amazing trick,’ she said, in a sickly sweet voice. ‘Never mind!’
Gloria looked disappointed and disapproving at the same time. ‘That’s a shame,’ she said. ‘But – er – sadly we don’t have time for a repeat performance
because now it’s crunch-time for one of these pets. The animal whose new trick failed to wow the crowd will be leaving Superpets for good!’
There was a gasp as Gloria’s words sank in. Then the stage lights dimmed and a spotlight began to bounce around the pets, settling on each one for a few seconds before landing on another.
Dramatic music began to play in