the spike.
Timmy looked on in horror, as he watched Snif yelp and howl with the spike spearing his side. He was bleeding badly.
âOwww!â cried Timmy.
âItâs okay, Timmy. Just watch. Heâll be fine,â reassured Badger.
The tomcat sat on the other side of the railing and smirked.
The picture flickered. Badger looked at Timmy and said softly: âI think we now understand why Snif hates cats. Letâs see what happened next.â
They peered back at the screen on the cave wall and saw the cat taunt Snif, before slinking off.
Just then, a Big Folk farmer drove up in his tractor, saw Snif and ran out to help.
The picture flickered again and showed Snif lying on his back with a huge red scar on his side.
âNo wonder Snif doesnât like cats. That tomcat just left him there bleeding. It washorrible,â said Timmy sadly.
âThereâs still more for us to watch, Timmy. Look,â pointed Badger.
Back on the cave wall, another image appeared. This time, it was Timmy looking at his reflection in the duck pond. He was touching his crumpled ear and trying to flatten it out.
âThatâs me,â murmured Timmy.
Badger said nothing. Then the image showed Timmy sneezing and wiping his nose with his paw as he tried to catch up with a clowder of cats, that was shouting at him to leave them alone.
âWe donât want you with us, with that crumpled ear, scruffy coat and snotty snout. Crumpled Lug, Crumpled Lug, makes you look an ugly mug!â
âBut I was born like this,â Timmy whispered sadly. He walked back to the duck pond, his shoulders slumped and his head hung low.
The screen went blank. Baby Unicorn and Badger looked at Timmy, who suddenly seemed very, very lonely.
âSo this is why you want to join the gang? Because the cats donât want you?â asked Badger kindly.
âI just want to have pals and fit in somewhere,â said Timmy woefully.
âLook Timmy, Baby Unicorn could uncrumple your ear right now, and give you something to help your sneezes ⦠but Idonât think thatâs the answer.â
Timmy looked up hopefully. âCould he really?â
âYes, but then you wouldnât be
Timmy
. That ear makes you who you are. Itâs part of you. The sneezes we can work on back home, with a herbal potion of nettles, ginger and saffron, and a lotion of parsley, chamomile and basil.â
âYuk!â said Timmy âI think Iâd rather sneeze.â
âBe proud of who you are and celebrate your crumpledness!â
Timmy wasnât entirely convinced, but nodded his agreement.
âPet dander!â said Baby Unicorn.
âDander what?â asked Timmy and Badger together.
âItâs a bit like Big Folksâ hay fever. Thatâs whatâs causing your sneezing, Timmy. Youâre allergic to dogs.â
âI canât be allergic to dogs, surely? I want to join their gang,â said Timmy, flabbergasted.
âGoodness! So thatâs a
real
reason why cats and dogs canât be together?â asked Badger.
âItâs very rare for cats to be allergic todogs and, as you well know, Badger, thereâs no such thing as problems ⦠only solutions. And in this case, itâs a simple course of papaya and pineapple.â
âAha! But they could be tricky to get in winter,â said Badger.
âIâm sure youâll find a way, Badger,â Baby Unicorn smiled.
âOkay,â said Badger bowing. âThank you, Baby Unicorn. So, now we know why Snif is horrible to you, perhaps we can help sort this out before a cat-astrophe occurs between you both.â
Baby Unicorn bowed, and Badger led the way out of the cave where they all heard the distant tinkle of the ivory staircase.
Back in the lane, Snif was holding a meeting with Pogo Paws, Pickle and Lennie, to decide Timmyâs last and ultimate challenge.
âItâs got to be something that he