Buster makes a friend
“ Oh, hello,” said the young bear.“ My name is Buster. I’ m a black bear. I was born here in the animal hospital but my parents came from Canada. Were you born here?”
“ No, I sort of emigrated.”“ What do you mean?” asked Buster.
“ One day in Melbourne I crept into a box of fruit. Soon it got so cold in the box that I had to curl up into a tiny ball to keep warm. Someone clamped a lid on it and I was trapped. After a very long time the box was opened and I was spotted. Before I could move, I was captured and sent here.”
“ Gosh, how exciting,” said Buster.“ Have you been all around the park because you are not kept in a compound?”
“ Of course, I’ ve been everywhere and seen everything,” boasted Patrick.
“ You are lucky,” said Buster.“ I have only seen the animal hospital where I was born and this compound with all the other black bears. I want to explore like you.”
“ Ok! Let’ s go,” said Patrick.“ I will show you the way.”
Patrick jumped down from the branch and climbed onto Buster’ s back. They made their way to the big fence around the compound. A little way from the fence was a tall tree. Patrick scrambled up the tree almost to the top, and then jumped across to the small branches of a tree outside the fence.
“ Come on Buster! Follow me,” he cried.
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“ Ok! Let’ s go”