Ally
Scruff
Ally McDuff has a best friend named Scruff. He has a thick warm coat, four paws, a curly tail and a big smiley face.
Ally and Sruff love doing things together.
Trouble is they always get dirty.
“Stay clean, Ally.” Mum said.
Minutes later they were digging. Ally used a shovel. Scruf used his paws. “We will find the Pirates treasure soon, Scruff, ” she said.
By tea time they found:
An old smelly sock,
a bone,
an funny shaped blue glass bottle.
Ally peeped through the blue bottle and said, “Even you are blue, Scruff.”
“Woof” he said.
Ally looked at Scruff. He was no longer white and black. He was dirty from nose to tail.
“This means a bath, Scruff,” Ally whispered. She looked at her arms, she was dirty too.
“Maybe Mum won’t see it. Let’s hide.” They ran indoors.
Scruff hid under Ally’s bed. She squeezed in beside him. “Mum won’t find us here” She said.
Mum did. They washed Scruff first. He hated being washed. He looked sad and wet when he was clean.
Ally was next. “Wash behind your ears,” Mum said.
When they were nice and shiny again, mum said, “Ally you are always getting dirty, someday…you might stay clean.”
“Tomorrow Scruff we will be clean all day.” Ally whispered.
Ally decided if they were to be clean, then Gran was the person to be with. Gran was the cleanest person for miles around. Her house shone in the sunlight. Her garden was squeaky clean. Though Ally wondered if the squeaky noise was made by the mice playing in the hedge.
“No chasing mice Scruff, today we will stay clean.” She said as they walked into Gran’s kitchen.
Gran was baking gingerbread men. Ally helped. Scruff sat on a stool and watched. When they put the gingerbread men in the oven to cook. shoes. Scruff has it on his fur.”
Gran looked at them and smiled. “Ahh Ally you and Scruff are wearing a lot of the mixture on your face, your clothes and your face.”
Ally scowled all the way home. She looked grumpy during and after her bath.
Next day they decided to stay indoors. Ally loved painting. Scruff joined in, splodges of paint flew around the room.
When they were finished they showed the painting to mum. “It’s great, I love it even Scruffs paw prints.”
She looked at them and sighed. “Ally you are both covered in paint.”
Ally groaned. One bath later they were sitting having tea.
“How can we stay clean?” Ally wondered.
“I have an idea,” dad said.
Next morning he said to Ally, “you are coming to help me today. I am going to wash my car and Gran’s. You and scruff can help.”
Ally looked at the bucket of water and the sponge. They couldn’t get dirty could they?
They began to wash the cars. When the y were finished the cars were shining and clean. But when they looked at each other, they were all dirty, even Dad.
“Ahh no Dad, another bath?”
“Sorry Ally, it was my fault. Don’t worry though I will make up for it tomorrow.”
Ally spent the night wondering how they were going to manage to stay clean.
Next morning Dad said “I have a reward for my two helpers, we are going out.”
He brought them to the park where they had fun on the slides, swings and roundabouts, even Scruff had a go.
They came home squeaky clean.
Well done. Ally. Mum said. “You are shining like a new Ally.”
Mudpile Wood 