PURRPURR-FECT CRIME

Pushing my trolley down the bakery aisle in the supermarket, I turned to my three children

‘You can pick one treat to have later on,’ I told them.

Emily, 10, George, eight and Henry, six, looked at each other.

‘Jam doughnuts!’ they all grinned in unison.

Their favourite.

Heading to the till, I paid for the shopping and packed it into a bag, before heading home.

I put it all away in the cupboards, then flopped onto the sofa while the kids watched cartoons.

All of a sudden though, I heard a suspicious rustling and a triumphant ‘meow!’

Jumping up to investigate, I found the source of the commotion in the kitchen.

‘Dobby!’ I said, my jaw dropping in shock.