Cycled. By Ryan S.

He looked at the clock and it was half past nine in the morning. Smasher needed his bowl of food so he went to pour his food. When he got there Smasher was not in his cage so he got on his red bike. He had Smasher’s favourite dog whistle. He blew it and before long Smasher came to him. On the way back they saw a snake so they cycled off. They got back home and Smasher got his food.

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