Solomon takes a walk, dedicated to Matty and Faye, who support us on Patreon.

Hi, this is Bertie, and in a moment, Natasha's going to be reading a brand new Katie's story for you.

In case you don't know, Katie is a witch, but she goes to an ordinary school with ordinary kids,

and she has a talking cat called Solomon.

And now over to Natasha.

Hello, this is Natasha and I'm back with another Katie story about Katie and her very clever and funny cat who sometimes goes astray.

Solomon takes a walk.

It was one minute past six in the evening.

Normally Solomon will be prowling in circles around his bowl, mewing,

come on, Katie, what kind of a cat lover do you claim to be? Have you forgotten my dinner? But there was no Solomon to be seen. Katie went out into the garden and called, Solomon, Solomon, dinner time. Come on, you greedy cat! Where are you?

But there was no sign of Solomon. In fact, some blackbirds were hopping around the lawn,

something they would never do if a cat was to be seen. Oh wow, thought Katie. He's probably eating out

tonight. Maybe there's a naughty neighbour who feeds him on the sly.

He'll be back home sooner or later for seconds. When Solomon failed to show up to his silk pillow later that night, Katie began to feel more worried.

She lay awake thinking for a possible reason he might be upset.

You see, Solomon is a very thin-skinned cat, and he can take offence at the slightest thing.

Only a day ago, her mother had shouted at Solomon for scratching his claws on the back of her wishing chair,

and he had not been at all pleased when they had given him

turkey kitty chunks instead of his favourite good life for cats, organic Atlantic salmon.

He had also been upset with Katie over something she had said about a news photograph of

Princess Petronola. At the weekend, Katie and Isis had been

scrolling through Instagram when they saw the princess's 16th birthday picture. And Isis had said,

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