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Cos she was the birthday girl, Annabel was the first one outside. She tumbled across the yard with her lightsaber in her chubby little hand, her friends all came behind her, skipping and screaming. The plastic diamonds on their big, floaty dresses twinkled in the sun.

'These children', said Sputnik, 'they're very… pink, and shiny, like cupcakes'.

'No, that's just their party clothes.'

'Are these children edible?'

'No, they're not edible! Children are not edible!'

'They look edible…' said Sputnik.

'They're definitely not edible. Do not eat the children.'

Ray bought the last children outside shouting, 'Annabel! Look what I found under my bed!' and he waved a green plastic lightsaber over his head.

'Who would like a lightsaber duel?'

'Me!' whooped Annabel, and she came straight for Ray and clobbered his virtuous green lightsaber with her evil red one.

'Ow!' Ray dropped his lightsaber.

The little girl with the blonde ponytail, who we don't see any more because of what happened next, grabbed it, and the two little girls had a Yoda versus Darth Maul lightsaber duel up and down the yard. Then, Annabel managed to get on top of a wheelbarrow and disarm her friend just by the shed.

Then, she waggled her lightsaber in Sputnik's face and threw it. Not very far, because she was only little, and she shouted,

'Go on, Sputnik. Fetch!'

Sputnik looked at me.

'Fetch, she said, Fetch!'

'Is she serious?'

'She thinks you're a dog, remember. Go on, she's only wee.'

'Sputnik does not fetch', said Sputnik.

'But it's her birthday.'

'Okay, just this once.' He trotted over to the lightsaber and examined it.

You said this was a lightsaber! It doesn't do anything. It must be broken!'

'It might need batteries, but she doesn't mind. Just fetch it.'

'Have you got the manual?'

'Just never mind the manual. It's just a toy. Just fetch it.''I won't fetch', said Sputnik, 'fetching is beneath me, but I will have a look', and he fiddled around for a while. And then he handed the lightsaber back to Annabel.

The little girl with the blonde ponytail, who we don't see any more because of what happened next, came at Annabel with the lightsaber. Annabel whooped and shook her lightsaber. A telescopic plastic blade should have popped out, but it didn't. Instead, a column of blinding, buzzing red light sliced through the air.

Everybody stared.

'Whoa. He really did make it work!'

'I am the Sputnik', said Sputnik.

Annabel's friend swiped at her with her plastic lightsaber. Annabel parried with her real lightsaber. Her friend's lightsaber exploded in a thick black cloud of stinking smoke, melted plastic dripped down the handle. Their friends squealed with delight and Annabel squealed with even more delight.

'Hang on, this could be really dangerous!'

'Yes, it could!' said Sputnik with a smile, as though really really dangerous was the very best thing any birthday party could ever be.

Annabel tore around the garden with her Darth Maul lightsaber looking for stuff to destroy. She started with the wheelbarrow, hot yellow sparks fireworked from the metal as she swung the blade. The handle fell smoking to the grass. Her friends screamed and begged for more, they did not seem even a little bit worried that they might be next after the wheelbarrow. They chased after her when she ran at the sheet of corrugated metal that held up the compost heap.

It is not wise to run under a climbing frame, while waving a fully functioning lightsaber over your head. It will cut the monkey bars in half and slam the jagged ends into the grass. The kids jumped back. They howled with laughter. They seem to think that being almost impaled by a smouldering monkey bar was the most fun you could ever have. They clapped while Annabel melted the corrugated metal. They cheered as drips rolled down its ripples like ice cream. Annabel swung round to take her bow.

The little girl with the blonde ponytail, who we don't see any more because of what happened next, saw the blade of light coming and ducked just in time to avoid having her head chopped off, but not quite in time to save her thick blonde ponytail which fell at her feet like a dead gerbil that was slightly on fire. Everybody stared in horrible silence.

'You could've cut her head off!'

'I said I could fix it!', said Sputnik.

'Smell that burning hair! This is a great party!'

'No, we've gotta stop this. Someone could get killed.'

'What did you give her a lightsaber for if you don't want her to use it?'

'It's supposed to light up and twinkle not cut people in half!'

'Twinkle? What's the fun in twinkle? This is a fantastic party.'

And he was right about that - having your hair cut by a fully-functioning lightsaber was the new face painting. A little girl held her pigtails out straight, while Annabel slashed at them, and the girl with a massive Afro stood with her eyes closed and let Annabel shave it off in a confetti of hot sparks.

Frank: We couldn't really research Sputnik. How could you, except by kind of thinking, 'what's good about the world?'

Janice: Yeah.

Frank: Or pretending to be a dog.

Janice: Indeed

Frank: Actually I did quite a lot of reading, I know about the dogs that were sent into space because Laika was the first dog that went into space. But there were lots of dogs that were trained to go into space and went up to the edge of space and came down in their parachutes and they've all got amazing stories.

Janice: And this all happened years before, long before you were all born, sort of when we were born. But it is one ofthose amazing things that happened that as I said, it is like science fiction, but this is actually true, what Frank is telling you.

Frank: They had this program where they sent, They tested rockets by sending dogs up into space and some of these dogs were… dogs are the first astronauts and they had cool little space suits, and some of these dogs became very famous, like Belka and Strelka, who went on lots of missions and then had puppies together, and because their rockets were called Sputniks their puppies were called Muttniks.

And one of their rockets came down in Siberia in the snow and it had a bomb on it so that people couldn't find out the secrets of how to build a rocket. So the scientists who love these dogs… went to rescue them. But the snow was so thick, and the blizzard was so wild, and they thought 'we can't do it'. And then they heard the dogs barking and they just got the dogs out in time before the rockets blew up, and all these amazing adventures that these dogs had, before Laika became the very first one to actually go into space itself.

Janice: You know everything about space dogs, don't you Frank?

Frank: Space dogs, I can go through the list!