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bowl of peanuts out to placate her. ‘Now, guess who’s been invited to photograph seahorses in the Philippines!’
‘And guess who’s going with him!’ said Binti.
‘The Queen,’ Aesha suggested.
Her father pretended to cuff her.
‘You, Dad? And you, Mum?’ Joe questioned.
‘Anyone else going?’ Aesha asked cautiously.
‘Pick your swimming bag up off the floor if you want the answer to be yes,’ Binti instructed.
‘We’re all going to the Philippines for four weeks over the summer holidays,’ Peter confirmed the minute Aesha had emptied the contents of the swimming bag into the wash and put it away.
‘Cool!’ said Joe.
‘It’ll be rather hot, actually!’ said his father.
‘Even better!’ Aesha joined in. She hated the cold, and even though she had enjoyed their recent trip to eastern Russia, where her mother had been invited to work with tiger experts, she much preferred the idea of going somewhere hot.
‘What will you do while we’re there, Mum?’ Joe asked.
‘I hope to learn a little more about seahorses,’ she replied. ‘They’re not something I’ve ever had to deal with. However, since more and more people are keeping them in aquaria – because they’re cute – it might be as well if I were better informed.’
Binti was an international wildlife vet who worked locally with sick animals, and regularly travelled overseas to lend her expertise where it was needed.
‘I bet the seahorses don’t like being kept in aquaria very much,’ said Joe.
‘Unless you’re a real expert, they’re very tricky to look after,’ replied Binti. ‘Seahorses are fussy eaters and get sick and stressed very easily, especially if they don’t have somewhere to hide or are put in with other fish that take their food.’
‘People are so dumb,’ said Aesha. ‘Why do they have to turn every animal into a pet?’
‘It’s one of the reasons they’re becoming endangered,’ Binti said.
‘What, people?’ Peter grinned.
‘Bad joke, Dad,’ said Aesha. ‘Will we be able to go snorkelling?’
He nodded. ‘Of course – you’ll be like a couple of beetles scuttling around on top of the water.’
‘How long is the flight to the Philippines?’ Joe wanted to know.
‘It’s around twelve hours to Hong Kong, and then another two and a half hours to Cebu,’ said Binti.
Joe groaned. ‘I hate long flights – they’re so boring, and I can never get to sleep.’
‘That’s because you spend your time imagining that everyone else is up to no good.’ Peter laughed.
‘That’s not true,’ Joe protested. ‘Just because I thought someone on a plane was a smuggler once . . .’
‘When are we going?’ Aesha asked.
‘Two days after you break up from school. You children just don’t know how lucky you are.’
Joe looked at his father. He thought he probably did know how lucky they were – his friends told him often enough. It would have been easy to think that everyone travelled to far-flung corners of the world on a regular basis considering his family’s lifestyle, but his friends assured him that wasn’t the case.
‘Poor Foggy will be off to the doggery again, I suppose,’ Joe said, pushing his bottom lip out sadly.
‘Poor Foggy will be off to Waggy Tails Boarding Kennels, as usual, where he’ll be seriously pampered and spoilt, leaving your mother and me teetering on the edge of bankruptcy.’
‘As an endangered species, I’m sure the seahorses will be very grateful for any sacrifices Foggy makes on their behalf,’ Binti replied, smiling.
Chapter 2
Since his father’s announcement, Joe had been counting down the days to their trip and now, the day before they were due to leave, he was amazed to discover that the Philippines were an archipelago of over seven thousand islands in the Pacific Ocean. He hadn’t given it much thought until then.
‘Only four thousand are lived on,’ his father told him. ‘The rest are too small or are uninhabitable.’
‘Will we
‘And guess who’s going with him!’ said Binti.
‘The Queen,’ Aesha suggested.
Her father pretended to cuff her.
‘You, Dad? And you, Mum?’ Joe questioned.
‘Anyone else going?’ Aesha asked cautiously.
‘Pick your swimming bag up off the floor if you want the answer to be yes,’ Binti instructed.
‘We’re all going to the Philippines for four weeks over the summer holidays,’ Peter confirmed the minute Aesha had emptied the contents of the swimming bag into the wash and put it away.
‘Cool!’ said Joe.
‘It’ll be rather hot, actually!’ said his father.
‘Even better!’ Aesha joined in. She hated the cold, and even though she had enjoyed their recent trip to eastern Russia, where her mother had been invited to work with tiger experts, she much preferred the idea of going somewhere hot.
‘What will you do while we’re there, Mum?’ Joe asked.
‘I hope to learn a little more about seahorses,’ she replied. ‘They’re not something I’ve ever had to deal with. However, since more and more people are keeping them in aquaria – because they’re cute – it might be as well if I were better informed.’
Binti was an international wildlife vet who worked locally with sick animals, and regularly travelled overseas to lend her expertise where it was needed.
‘I bet the seahorses don’t like being kept in aquaria very much,’ said Joe.
‘Unless you’re a real expert, they’re very tricky to look after,’ replied Binti. ‘Seahorses are fussy eaters and get sick and stressed very easily, especially if they don’t have somewhere to hide or are put in with other fish that take their food.’
‘People are so dumb,’ said Aesha. ‘Why do they have to turn every animal into a pet?’
‘It’s one of the reasons they’re becoming endangered,’ Binti said.
‘What, people?’ Peter grinned.
‘Bad joke, Dad,’ said Aesha. ‘Will we be able to go snorkelling?’
He nodded. ‘Of course – you’ll be like a couple of beetles scuttling around on top of the water.’
‘How long is the flight to the Philippines?’ Joe wanted to know.
‘It’s around twelve hours to Hong Kong, and then another two and a half hours to Cebu,’ said Binti.
Joe groaned. ‘I hate long flights – they’re so boring, and I can never get to sleep.’
‘That’s because you spend your time imagining that everyone else is up to no good.’ Peter laughed.
‘That’s not true,’ Joe protested. ‘Just because I thought someone on a plane was a smuggler once . . .’
‘When are we going?’ Aesha asked.
‘Two days after you break up from school. You children just don’t know how lucky you are.’
Joe looked at his father. He thought he probably did know how lucky they were – his friends told him often enough. It would have been easy to think that everyone travelled to far-flung corners of the world on a regular basis considering his family’s lifestyle, but his friends assured him that wasn’t the case.
‘Poor Foggy will be off to the doggery again, I suppose,’ Joe said, pushing his bottom lip out sadly.
‘Poor Foggy will be off to Waggy Tails Boarding Kennels, as usual, where he’ll be seriously pampered and spoilt, leaving your mother and me teetering on the edge of bankruptcy.’
‘As an endangered species, I’m sure the seahorses will be very grateful for any sacrifices Foggy makes on their behalf,’ Binti replied, smiling.
Chapter 2
Since his father’s announcement, Joe had been counting down the days to their trip and now, the day before they were due to leave, he was amazed to discover that the Philippines were an archipelago of over seven thousand islands in the Pacific Ocean. He hadn’t given it much thought until then.
‘Only four thousand are lived on,’ his father told him. ‘The rest are too small or are uninhabitable.’
‘Will we
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