As the weather gets colder I think we’re all thinking about comfort. Sitting in front of a fire, wrapped up in a snuggly blanket with a warm hot chocolate in our cold hands sounds pretty comfy and cosy right now.

Comfort means different things to different people though, and we can’t truly appreciate comfort without being uncomfortable first perhaps.

This issue is all about the things that bring us comfort: whether that’s kind words from a friend, our favourite song on the radio, the soft fur of our favourite animal, or a never ending supply of sausages, get yourself comfy for all things comfy.

I feel comfort when I see people who are safe

and when my family is with me.

I feel comfort when I hear happy people laughing

and calm music playing in my ears.

I feel comfort when I taste delicious meals cooked by my mum

and warm, fresh food on a cold day.

I feel comfort when I touch a warm cup on a cold morning

and extremely soft fur that’s smooth and warm.

I feel comfort when I smell nice aromas from flowers

and fresh air after holding my breath.

Comfort makes me feel really happy and relaxed.

The streets of the city were always busy. Noise, honking, yelling and heels on the ground going clip, clap, clip, clap. Resting on the window of a sausage shop was a droopy looking dog. Its mouth watering because it can smell the yummy meaty aroma from the sizzling sausages cooking.

Every now and then, it would sneak into the shop and get a couple of freshly cooked sausages (and the dog would usually chose the family pack that served six).

It was time one of the worker’s left their shift. The worker’s name was John and he was now going to have a lunch break. John pulled the door open but he wasn’t looking down at his feet, because just then a shaggy dog ran in.

BOM! SWISH!

The dog came back with a mouth full of meaty sausages and pushed the door open with its GREAT AND POWERFUL MUSCLES!

The dog went over to its bed (an old, dirty, scruffy blanket) and ate his sausages slowly.

The dog’s name called was Scruffy. Scruffy had scruffy brown fur with dark chocolate brown eyes and you could usually hear 21 year olds going “awww” when they saw his eyes (but obviously they didn’t do that because he was dirty and scruffy). He was also one of those dogs that have long beards and fringes (usually when these dogs drink water they have a really WET beard).

He had a patchy hat that USED to belong to his owner, but weirdly his owner had disappeared when he went to buy the sausages for him (but surely since the dog had stolen so many sausages the owner wouldn’t give him any now).

Scruffy was so full of sausages and was also feeling a bit tired, so he slowly fell asleep into doggie dreams.Scruffy was so full of sausages and was also feeling a bit tired, so he slowly fell asleep into doggie dreams.

Nails dug into the scruffy brown fur of Scruffy. It was a big wrinkly hand! Scruffy suddenly woke up (or more jumped up) and Scruffy’s brown eyes landed on a familiar face. It was his owner! His owner had been in the shop the whole time!

“Sorry I was working there for so long scruff,” said his owner Mike.

Mike gave scruffy one long last pat and slowly reached for the leash and stood up. The two of them slowly headed home.

The home with the soft bed and couch, food and toys scruffy had been waiting for.

“We really gotta get you a haircut, Scruffy,” said Mike, tutting.

All the dog did was bark happily and wag its tail.

Scruffy ran to his bed picked up his favourite squeaky teddy toy named Ron and then leaped onto the couch with Mike and together they watched Sausages the TV show where this sausage and dog go everywhere together, until the sausage gets lost...

Cosy in my blanky

and cosy on my cushions...

All of my toys love me

and…

I

disappear

into

thin

air

!

Being comfortable involves all of your senses: warm or soft things to touch, soothing sounds, nice things to look at, yummy things to taste and smell.

Make a list of all the senses: sight, sound, smell, taste and touch. Under each one write a list of all the things that bring you comfort. Be as specific as possible! The sound of a violin or trumpet in your favourite song, the feel of your favourite jumper, the smell of your mum’s cooking or jasmine in spring, the taste of ice cream in summer, or watching a tree bend in the breeze.

You look back to your list anytime you want to feel comfy.

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