Adventures on a Summer's Day by Pat Becker

Author:Pat Becker [Becker, Pat]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult Fiction/General
Publisher: Total Publishing

Peanut winced. “Oh, she’s really a terror! I try not to get upset with her, but she doesn’t realize how much stronger she is than I. Her teeth are like needles. I get so scared sometimes that I can’t catch my breath. The lady usually rescues me, but there are times when she’s not around. I try not to show it, but I haven’t felt very well recently.”

Bandit sympathized. “Puppies can be hard to deal with.”

“Well, sometimes the pup is sweet and always sleeps near me for protection—as though I were her mother,” the aging Chihuahua said. “I think that if I can survive her puppyhood, we’ll be good friends.”

Tosh trotted out of the woods that bordered the yard. A branch was caught in the long hair of his back leg and with every step he tried to shake it loose—a comical sight.

Bandit grinned. “Man! I don’t think that you ought to go into the woods. You’re too hairy! Stay in the flat grass pastures where you belong. Go find some sheep to tend.” He playfully bumped Tosh with his shoulder.

Hardly seeing the humor in Bandit’s remark, Tosh charged him. The two rolled down the terrace and ran toward the pond.

April barked her disapproval. “Oh, for Heaven’s sake! I thought that you were going to stay with Peanut. Bandit! Hey, you’ve got a duty here!” The two male dogs disappeared from view.

“Come on, Peanut,” April said. “I’ll walk back with you.”

“Thanks, April,” Peanut said. The little dog was tiring and felt grateful to be led back to the shade where she could rest for a while.

As the two dogs made their way back, April could hear Cotton snoring. “Fine watch dog this one is,” she said. “We could be set on by wolves, and she’d never know it.”

Peanut walked closer to Cotton and unknowingly straddled one of the huge dog’s hind legs. “Yes,” the little dog said, “she’s really enjoying her nap.”

April giggled, crept forward, and leaped into the air barking loudly, “Wake up, Cotton!”

The air was suddenly full of dirt and fur and a flying Peanut as Cotton lurched to her feet barking and running in circles. Poor Peanut was flung across the yard and into a large hole from which a dead tree had recently been removed. The impact of the landing bruised her frail body. She lay still, whimpering and trying to catch her breath.

“She’s down here!” the little dog heard someone say from above as a soft paw pushed her. “She’s still breathing.”

Peanut opened her eyes to see Mozart staring at her from the edge of the hole in which she lay. “Get away from me, you fuzzy feline!”

“She must be alright,” Mozart chided. “She’s her old grouchy self.”

Peanut stood, steadying herself as she took a few tentative steps forward. The dirt seemed loose and difficult to walk in. Then suddenly it started collapsing beneath her! The hole opened wider as she struggled to free herself. The harder she tried, the deeper the hole became.

“Don’t move!” Bandit shouted.

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