Charlotte scratched around in her mum's knitting bag looking for scraps of wool.
With an armful of colours she head towards her bedroom.“Were do you think you are going with that?” her Mum asked.
“I'm going to make a big pom pom,” Charlotte replied.
Charlotte's Mum shifted through the armful of wool she was holding and promptly removed several balls.
“Ah Mum I want to use the red,” she protested.
“No I need it for something else,” her Mum replied.
Charlotte was left with only a couple of small pieces of wool.
Her pom pom now became little.
Not to be deterred, She matched off and continued her mission.
It took a couple of hours to finish and Charlotte was proud. Green, blue and orange radiantly shone.
She hung the cute little pom pom from the door handle.
Satisfied, Charlotte went out side to play.
When she returned she noticed her pom pom was missing.
Charlotte went running to her mum, “Mum Mum someone has taken...,” she didn't get to finish her sentence. Laying on the table shredded, what was left of her cute little pom pom.
Charlotte was really upset and started to cry. Her mum gave her a big warm hug to comfort her.
Charlotte's mum explained what had happened. Moggy their grey persian kitten had taken a liking to the inviting pom pom, just hanging there. Within minutes the lovely green, blue and orange pom pom was torn to pieces. Holding it in her back legs and kicking at it wildly the kitten revelled.
Charlotte was cross with the kitten, but she could see how the pom pom would of looked very enticing and giggled.
“I do have a surprise for you,” Charlotte's Mum said.
A big red pom pom. Dangled in front of her eyes.
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