pockets of his old cardigan. The top of his head was bald, although tufts of white hair were growing out of his ears. He was wearing a pair of sunglasses.
“Are you the dog-wash people?” he said gruffly.
Bella blinked. DREAM DOGS MOBILE DOG-WASH was printed in big letters on the side of the trailer. Of course they were the ‘dog-wash people’. Then she saw that the old man was holding a small, folded-up white stick in one hand. He was blind!
“You must be Mr Flynn,” said Suzi cheerfully. “Hello there!”
The old man didn’t smile. “About time you turned up,” he said. He called back over his shoulder. “Archie! Here, boy!”
A large German shepherd trotted outside. He had a big black body and a golden head, and he sat down obediently at Mr Flynn’s feet. He was wearing a special harness on his back, which Mr Flynn could hold on to.
“Is he your guide-dog?” Louie asked.
“What else might he be?” said Mr Flynn sourly. “My guinea pig?”
Bella frowned. The old man wasn’t being very nice.
“Wait in the car, children,” Suzi said. “I won’t be long.”
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