Poppy here. When Tallulah went to rat cabin, I was so upset that I tried to pull my fur out by scratching my tum and other bits. Mom and dad tried to give me cuddles, but I ran away. I didn't eat my dinner or drink my milk. I didn't even sniff my cheese nibbles. Yesterday, mom and dad had a meeting and did lots of talking, then they went out for an hour. I was frightened while they were gone and did some more scratching. But when they got home they weren't alone. They brought a little girl with them. Her name is Millie and dad says she needs a big sister like me to keep her safe. I have been put on 'Millie Watch'. I have to groom her and show her the best nibbles, keep her warm and make sure she has plenty to drink. It's a full-time job... She never stops jumping about, usually on my head. Tallulah was a wonderful big sister to me, the best a girl could wish for, and I want to do her proud by being the best big sister I can be to little Millie.





