Hector & Sunny at the Pampered Pet Hotel 🐾 🏩 Cozy Bedtime Story For Kids | Rewind

Hello and welcome back to Koalemoon, a podcast of original bedtime stories and sleep meditations for kids designed to make bedtime with dream. Hector and Sonny are going on a cheeky little vague hay and they're spending some doggie downtime in a wonderful magical place called the pampered pony pet hotel. Ah, there's loads of friends to make there and so much fun to be had. Before we begin a quick message for the grownups. If you'd like to support our podcast, enjoy at free listening, unlock four bonus stories per month and much much more you can join Coco Club. Subscribe in just two taps via the link in the show notes. But now here's a quick word from our sponsors. Hey Kozy Koalers, sleep awareness week begins on March the 8th and since helping families rest well is what we're all about here at SleepHQ, it feels like the perfect moment to invite you all to try Coco Club totally free. 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And remember, if you join as a yearly member, you can request a personal shout out from me in an upcoming episode, one of the moments I treasure most in our Kozy Little Club. This 30 day free trial is available until March the 16th. You can start it in just two taps on Apple podcasts or use the link in our show notes. I'm enjoying the Coco Club for free this sleep awareness week. I think we're just going to get started. This is Hector and Sonny at the Pampard Pet Hotel by Susanna McGlocklin. One bright shining morning in a lovely town in a lovely part of the world. There was magic in the air. It was a special day. Sonny's birthday. She had spent it doing all her favourite things with her favourite power, Hector. First, the friends were taken on the most wonderful walk through winding woods, where red toad stalls sprung out of spongy moss and curly ferns carpeted the ground. Then, they curled up by the fire all afternoon, playing with Sonny's new toy, a pink bouncy shape filled with treats. The day ended perfectly too. When Sonny's owner asked Hector's owner, if Hector might want to stay for a sleep over. One look at Hector's excited grin, and his owner said yes, of course. You couldn't separate the two puppy pals on one of their birthdays. Now, the sun had set, and a glistening moon was starting to rise. Hector and Sonny were curled like croissants by the warm flickering fire, when there was a tap tap tap tap on the window. Hector lazily raised an ear, then dropped it back again, closing his eyes and drifting back towards his snooze. When again, there it was, a tap tap tap, against the window pane. He lifted his snout off the rug, and looked over to the glass, where a silvery shape was pressed up, peering through the curtains. Hi, Sonny! Hector said, nudging his paw with his paw. I think you have a visitor. Sonny sat up, wagged her tail, stretched her paws, and trotted over to the window, flicking the glass, and pushing it open. Through the gap, rigged a silver squirrel with a big grin, hiding something square, and flat behind his back. Hey, Sydney! Sonny welcomed their magical friend, and Hector wagged his paw in greeting. Hello, friends! The little squirrel replied. You didn't think I'd forget your birthday, did you, Sonny? The little squirrel launched into a very long looping rendition of the happy birthday song, and Sonny swayed along, smiling bashfully, and clapping politely when he'd finished. I bought you a gift, Sydney said, revealing what was hidden behind his bushy tail. It was a big piece of paper, covered in typed words that the dogs didn't bother trying to decipher. In big looping letters on the top was written, booking confirmation. Sydney puffed his chest, and announced, for Sonny's birthday, I've arranged for you to spend a night in a pet hotel. A really nice one, with a pool and everything. I'm talking luxury. Sonny wrapped the little squirrel in one of her famous hugs, and thanked him again and again and again. That's wonderful! Thank you, Sydney! Hector said, when do we go? Sydney consulted the paper. Ah, right now, actually, he said. Then he whist his paws around in a circle, and a revolving door appeared between the TV and the sofa, which was certainly not there before. The two dogs trotted over to the revolving door, standing on their hind legs, they put their paws on the golden bar, and pushed, waving over their shoulder as they squeezed through the revolving door, spinning out on the other side into somewhere brand new. The lobby of a pet hotel. It looked much like a normal hotel, except there were comfy dog beds, and catcheries dotted around the room, and on the walls were all painted portraits of pets. A poofy white ball of a poodle, perched on the lap of a queen for one. An old spotted spaniel with floppy ears flopped at the feet of a farmer in another. At the large desk, a pony sat, filing her hooves, and checking for split ends in her mane, as she chewed on a carrot. Seeing the two pups, she slid the nail file into her drawer, and smiled a bright smile that made her horsey nostrils flare, and showed off her gleaming teeth. Welcome, sir, and madam, to the pampered pony pet hotel. We hope you enjoy your stay. May we take your luggage? Hector and sonny looked at each other and chuckled. They'd never been caught, sir, and madam before. Then Hector frowned. Oh, I forgot to pack a bag, he said. Did you? Sonny nodded, but as she went to speak, there was a little pop, and two overnight bags appeared before them. Another of Sydney's magic tricks they assumed. A pomeranian in a smart red bell-hopped outfit, with a little red hat and gold shiny buttons, appeared from the door behind the desk, pushing a golden luggage carrier, kicking the door as he rode on the wheel trolley like a skateboard. He lugged each bag onto the carrier, and promised he'd take them right to their rooms. Thank you, ah! Pommie, sonny said, peering at his name tag. Pommie gave a friendly salute, and whizzed off with their bags in tow. The friendly pony handed them each an ornate gold key, with a leather tag that showed a shining gold number, room 14 for Hector, 15 for Sonny. You can find your rooms down the corridor on the left when it's time to sleep. The pony explained, but until then, here's a map of our facilities. Hector and Sonny looked at the map, and grinned. It looked like there'd be plenty to entertain them until bedtime. As they began discussing which restaurant to pick for dinner, two cats came walking through the lobby, poor in poor. The bigger one, a boy, had fur and splotches of black, brown and white, and the prettiest green eyes. The other was white and gray, with friendly blue eyes, which fixed on Hector and Sonny. Oh, hey, she said, I'm bindi. This is my brother Bodhi. Have you just arrived? Hector and Sonny introduced themselves, and nodded that yes they had. Well, you're in for a treat, Bodhi said. The rooms are awesome. Bindi pointed to the swimming goggles on her head. We're just going to the pool now, she said. Do you want to join us? Hector and Sonny nodded, and the pups followed the cats through a doorway, along a corridor, and around to where two wooden doors read, changing rows. Hector and Bodhi went into one room, and Sonny and Bindi went into another. There they found rows of lockers and showers, all gleaming clean with sleek wooden doors. Soft flute music played over the speakers. Next to the sinks were piles of row-centred soap, and on a row of hooks along one wall, hung about 20 different robes, each with slippers underneath. Sonny and Bindi each picked a cubicle and had a lovely warm shower before coming out and picking their robes. Sonny scratched her head. Ah, they're all different, she said. Which one are you going to pick, Bindi? The cat twirled her whiskers as she mulled it over. That one, she said, pointing at a white robe with silvery stars, which was accompanied by gold sequin slippers. That looks like the robe a movie star would pick. I want that one. Bindi slipped on the fluffy robe and slid into the slippers. Her perfect fit, she squealed, clapping her paws together. Sonny was choosing between a pink robe with bunny-faced slippers or a brown robe, the colour of chocolate with fluff-line, suede booties. Finally, she settled on the brown and got all wrapped up. She and Bindi met Hector and Bodhi at the poolside, where Hector was in a green spaceship-covered robe, and Bodhi wore a towel-puncho in red with a little green stem on the hood so that he looked like a strawberry. The pool was ginormous and the most perfect blue colour. Hector dipped in a pool and informed everyone that it was just perfect, as warm as could be. Her little pup was doing doggie paddle in the deep end, and he came splashing over to the new powers, spraying water everywhere and panting loudly. Hello, friends! He said, I'm Willieby. Hope you come swim, it's lovely in here. Giggling at how they were already soaked from Willieby's doggie paddle, the two cats and two dogs slipped off their robes, leaving them on the comfy sun lounges and dove into the pool. They splashed around for a while, doing swimming races and headstands and roly-poly competitions. Bindi then sunny her goggles, and the two swam along the bottom of the pool, pour in pour, their bellies brushing the tiles. Then they all floated like starfish on their backs, looking up at the domed ceiling, which had been painted with swimming cats and dogs. Each with a snorkel in their mouth and inflatable swimming bands on their arms. Ah, I'm glad you guys came to play. Willieby sighed as he floated. I've been the only one in the kiddie pool all evening. Hector pulled his ears out of the water so he could hear better and asked Willieby. What do you mean the kiddie pool? Willie grinned. Oh, you didn't know. This is the kiddie pool, silly. The actual pool's much bigger, and there are slides. Bindi and Bodhi looked at each other. Slides! Bindi said, mouth quivering with excitement. Yeah, Willieby said, do you want me to show you? Sunny said yes, please, and the animals climbed out of the pool, shimmied into their robes, and shuffled into their slippers before following the excited little pup along the poolside and through a door towards a larger pool area. It was amazing. Around several ginormous pools, there were sandy banks that had been designed to look like beaches with sun lounges and a juice bar and a limbo competition in full swing. There was a tall towering chair with a guinea pig lifeguard perched on top watching the wave pool. And over the water, there were twisting turns of navy blue water slides painted with silver stars. Are you guys going to go on that one? Willieby asked, pointing at a particularly curly, steep slide. I think you should. Ha la, just watch from here though, if that's okay. He plunked down on a bean bag surrounded by warm soft sand where he had a perfect view of the whole place. We will, hector said. Sunny looked at him nervously. Don't worry, Sunny, look, we can go down together. As he pointed, two dogs came rocketing out of the slide on an inflatable in the shape of a number eight. They climbed out, high-fiving and laughing and hector waived them over. Is it um scary? He asked the slide, I mean. The pup screamed and said no, not at all. Actually, it was quite relaxing. Sunny didn't believe that one bit, but the dog certainly looked happy. I'm dirty, by the way, one pooch said. This is Luna. Hector took Sunny by the paw and they padded around the poor side and up to the big curly slide, grabbing an inflatable and tugging it along behind them as they climb the stairs. At the top, a big strong Bernie's mountain dog named Juke held the ring in position as hector and Sunny climbed in. He gave them a big, friendly grin, checked they were comfy and with a pant, pushed them off down the slide. Sunny waived her paw at Juke as she descended back into the tunnel and Juke waived back. Sunny turned and looked at the tunnel ahead of her and gasped. It was beautiful. The deep blue slide was covered in glow in the dark stars and so it felt like they were sailing through the night sky. The air whipped back her ears as they flew round bends as if a magic carpet was taking them on a tour of the constellations, round and round and round until they came back out into the world with a woosh. Bindi and Bodhi were clapping from the poor side and with one glance at Hector and Sunny's happy faces they went off themselves to grab a donut and head off to the slides. As Hector and Sunny relaxed with Willy B, Luna and Gertie the two cats went on every single slide at least twice. Whilst they watched Hector felt a tap on his shoulder it was a retriever like him except this one had brown curly fur. Haya, unbroudery, the pooch said with a goofy grin. We did a couple more contestants for our libbo competition. Would you two and your friends like to join? Hector and Sunny both hopped to their feet and followed the curly head dog to the spot on the sand for a small crowd of pets had been practicing their limboing and dancing to chilled tropical music. Brownie held the limbo stick and everyone boogieed into a line. One by one, the pups and kitties shimmied under the stick as it got lower and lower until there were only two left, Hector and Sunny. Sunny was smaller and she could shimmied under the stick so gracefully. She made it look easy. Whilst Hector would have to pant and wheeze and contort himself into funny shapes to fit under the stick without collapsing to his tummy. But then, when Sunny was shimmying through a gap so small, only a hamster could pass through without crouching, she sneezed and toppled onto her butt. Just like that, Hector was the winner. Brownie gave him a high five and draped a flower chain around his neck to mark him as the day's limbo champion. As he stood in the sand being cheered by everyone around him, Hector's tummy made a big loud grumble. Oops, he chuckled. I think I'm a little peckish. Sunny patted her tom and agreed, who felt like time for dinner. Brownie told them they were in for a treat. The restaurant was fantastic. But he warned them there was a very strict dress code, PJs only. Hector and Sunny smiled. That suited them just fine. Waving see you later to all their new friends, Hector and Sunny headed back to the showers and then, back through the corridor, passed the kitty pool, passed the lobby to their rooms. The rooms were in a long row of pods, each with their own cat flap or doggie door, and Hector and Sunny located theirs, 14 and 15. Sunny's was decorated in orange, with a bed spread decorated in a pattern of autumn leaves. She felt like she had walked right into her favourite time of the year. On the bed was a stuffed toy in the shape of a golden retriever. Glowing fairy lights were attached to the walls, and her belongings had been unpacked onto a shelf in the corner. Sunny slipped into her favourite pajamas, the purple ones decorated with little ducks, and returned outside, where Hector was waiting in his red velvet onesie. My pods daffodil themed, he cheered excitedly. Everything's yellow, and the teddy on the bed looks just like you, Sunny. Sunny linked her arm through Hector's, thrilled that he loved his room too, and the friends headed back through the hotel towards the restaurant. They were greeted at the restaurant by a cavapoo named Ziggy, who informed them that he was to be their server tonight. The friendly, fluffy dog was wearing silky silver pajamas, with an apron tied neatly around his waist. He led them into the restaurant, which was lowly lit with golden-jeweled lamps. There were soft, pillowy booths, and cozy arm chairs surrounding little tables. Some filled with cats, tucking into fishcake starters, and some with dogs munching on biscuity desserts. Ziggy put Hector and Sunny in a comfy booth, where you couldn't see the bench for the mountains of cushions, and brought them each a warm cup of gravy, which he called their appetitif. Hector didn't know what that meant, but he thought he should have an appetitif with every meal from then on. Every good meal began with a cup of gravy. Then Ziggy explained that there was no menu. Instead, he would bring them their perfect meals, using his special powers to guess exactly what they wanted. First, he looked into Sunny's eyes, humming and roaring, then nodding, as if he knew exactly what she wanted. Then he did the same to Hector, a coming, a right up, he bowed, whizzing off into the kitchen. In the corner of the restaurant, a super cool looking dog was on the DJ decks, playing all kinds of relaxing music from smooth jazz to panpipes. Her tag said, Lani, and she mixed the songs perfectly, bobbing along to the beat as she did. Hector whispered to Sunny that he thought Lani was very talented. Before long, Ziggy reappeared, and as soon as they saw what he held in his hands, Hector and Sunny gassed with joy, teetering and tottering on top of a silver platter, was a five-tiered birthday cake. Ziggy put the cake in the centre of the table, and placed a plate in front of Sunny, and a plate in front of Hector. There were candles flickering on the top, and Ziggy and Hector had to lift Sunny onto their shoulders just so she could be tall enough to blow them out. Heavy a birthday, Sunny? Ziggy said, and a bon appetit do you both. Hector and Sunny each had a slice of cake, and then a slice more. He was absolutely delicious, sweet and salty, and decorated with bone-shaped treats. Soon both dogs were holding their full bellies, and sigging with contentment, but there was still half the cake left over, towering in front of them. Ziggy, Lani, which you like some, Sunny asked, calling to the DJ dog and their friend Lvator. Both Ziggy and Lani clapped their paws and said yes please, and soon the booth was full. The dogs tucked into the cake, and inspired, Hector and Sunny each had a little nibble more. The pups complimented Lani on her DJ skills, and Lani said thank you, and told them all about her love for music. She said she'd always loved hearing fun tunes and watching her owners dancing. She said that in fact she loved it so much that when her owners were asleep, she'd come here and DJ all night long. That's why she slept so much during the day. Hector grinned and admitted that he slept in the day a lot too, although he slept at night, so he had no excuse. He just loved sleeping. Sunny agreed that she did too, and the dogs all clink their glasses, saying cheers, and toasting to the joy of napping. On the next table were a cat named Midi, and a cat named Tilly, who, over hearing, raised their cups of gravy too. Tilly, the cat, noticing the cake in front of Sunny, began a sing-song of Happy Birthday, and soon the whole restaurant joined in. Sunny was so touched by the voices of so many pets singing together that she wiped a tear away from her eye, as she said thank you. She wrapped the two last slices of cake in napkins, and gave them to Midi untilie for later, advising them that cake made a delicious breakfast. After some more chatting and laughing, Hector began to yawn, and since yawns are contagious, Sunny started yawning too. This has been the best birthday ever, Sunny sighed, and now I think it's time for bed. She and Hector untucked the napkins from their collars, and wished goodnight to Ziggy, Laney, Midi, Tilly, and everyone else in the restaurant, before padding through the corridor back towards their rooms, where they hugged, and wished one another goodnight. As Sunny slipped the golden key into the lock, a sweet little voice sounded behind her. What do you like a turned-down service? The voice asked. That means, do you want me to tuck you in and read you a story? Sunny turned around to see a fluffy cat in a smart housekeeper's uniform, smiling back at her. Her tag read Molly's sweet pea. That sounds really nice actually, Sunny said. I would like that. Yes please, Molly's sweet pea. The cat followed Sunny into her pod, and while Sunny brushed her teeth, began fluffing the pillows, and warming the covers with a hair dryer. When Sunny slipped into the bed, Molly's sweet pea tucked her in like a burrito, making sure she had the toy golden retriever within reach, and that her toes were tucked in and wouldn't get cold. Then she read Sunny the most beautiful story, of Out of Princess, and a pea, and Sunny fell asleep before she got to the end, so she never found out what happened. But she was pretty sure, the princess was going to live happily ever after. When Sunny drifted off and began to snore softly, Molly's sweet pea patted her head, and said goodnight, sweet dreams, and happy birthday. Then she slipped out of the room, yawning herself, and ready to be read her own bedtime story, and tucked into her own bed. Sunny slept deeper than she'd ever slept before, snuffling and snoring, and dreaming of the friends, who were sleeping soundly themselves just down the hall. It really had been the best birthday ever.