Chapter 1

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1 It Turns Out a 'Holiday' Means ALL THE FOOD RUNS OUT WE'RE BACK! IT'S ME, SKIPPER, WITH MY BEST FRIEND DAVE PIGEON. WE'RE A BIT SHOUTY BECAUSE THE HUMAN LADY'S NEXT-DOOR NEIGHBOUR, HIM NEXT DOOR, HAS THE LEAF BLOWER ON. Thank Pigeon for that. He's stopped. I could barely hear myself flap.

OH NO! THERE HE GOES AGAIN. I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY HE HAS TO SING SO LOUDLY TOO. IS THAT WHAT THE HUMANS CALL SINGING? I THOUGHT HIS ARM HAD FALLEN OFF AND HE WAS SCREAMING FOR HELP. THIS leaf BLOWER IS DRIVING me QUACKERS! WE ARE NEVER GOING TO FINISH WRITING THE BOOK WITH THIS RACKET.

Why are you still shouting, Dave? The leaf blower has stopped. IT'S REALLY HARD TO STOP SHOUTING ONCE YOU'VE STARTED. Despite the terrible singing, and the leaf- blowing, which is completely ridiculous because that is what the wind is for, Him Next Door is our hero. We owe him our lives. Normally, Dave would have sent me over the fence to kick a stone up the machine. But not today. Him Next Door screeching at the top of his lungs and the

mmmmeeeeehhhhh mmmmeeeeehhhhh mmmmeeeeehhhhh from the garden vacuum cleaner was as magnificent as finding an entire unopened packet of salty crisps. You see, Him Next Door saved our beaks, and it all started— HAVE YOU STARTED THE STORY YET? I'm just about to! By the way, you are still shouting. SORRY.

It started with the Human Lady's 'holiday'. That morning, she'd come over to our shed at the end of her garden with an entire loaf still in its bag. I could smell her evil pet, Mean Cat, lurking behind. Me and Dave stayed high on the rickety window ledge in case the fuzzball tried to spring at us. 'Don't worry, you can come down, the Human Lady said, once she was safely inside the shed. 'I've left that mean cat in the garden.' Dave jumped from the ledge first. He landed on the worktop by the door and the Human Lady scooped him up. She nodded at me. 'And you too.'