When it did come, the call was so soft that the young dog could only catch teasing snatches. The slightest sigh. A whisper whipped away by the wind, a broken cry. But it was there, steadily slicing through the night. It grew upon him, clinging, stronger with every moment, making him sit up straight. It made him stand. It made him pace. And in the end it made him turn and face the fence. Against the grubby night he could just make out the cat's dark form on the top of the fence, waiting for him. Without hesitation Chips mustered every muscle in his body and leapt into the night.
This is the tale of Chips, son of Spud. It takes up the story where Spud finished. But this time the setting is the city, not the country. Different worlds. Different rules. But every bit as dangerous.
When Kylie and her mother left the farm, taking Spud and her strange pup with them, they decided to start a new life in the city. Everything went well for a while. But then Chips grew . . .
John Heffernan lives on a farm at the end of a dirt road. The farm is nestled in a beautiful little valley at the edge of the Great Dividing Range in New South Wales. John's early training as a teacher has been invaluable in both his writing and in establishing a relationship with young readers.
John has written more than thirty books for older readers and younger readers, on a range of subjects, in a range of styles and genres. Picture books, chapter books, YA novels, reality to fantasy; he likes to dabble in them all!