Fenway and Hattie and the Evil Bunny Gang by Victoria J. Coe

Author:Victoria J. Coe
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Young Readers Group
Published: 2016-12-19T15:37:00+00:00

I collapse onto the floor. Goldie was right! I knew that bunny was trouble! But I never thought he’d come between me and my beloved short human. It’s the Worst News Ever.

He is nestled in Hattie’s arms. He’s stolen my job of making Hattie happy. Or so he thinks. It’s beyond revolting. Does he actually expect me to roll over and play dead?

Not on his Evil Bunny life! I jump up, hackles raised. I leap on Hattie’s legs. “This short human is mine!” I bark. “And I’ll never let you have her. Not without a fight!”

“FEN-way!” Hattie yells, pushing me away. “No! No! No!” She shakes a scolding finger at me while that villain snuggles in closer, his nose twitching in victory.

My ears sag. She’s taking his side. My heart rips out all over again.

Right then, the car vrooms up the driveway. Hattie’s eyebrows arch. She shoves the Evil Bunny back inside the cage mere moments before Fetch Man’s voice calls from the garage. Hattie rushes to the back door.

“Fenway, come,” she orders.

Yippee! We’re going outside. Without him. Take that, Evil Bunny! She’s loving me again. He may have burrowed his way into Hattie’s heart, but no bunny can compete with the fun of a frolicking dog. “Enjoy that lonely cage while we go play!” I taunt.

I romp after Hattie into the Dog Park and over to the side gate. Fetch Man is pushing a shiny metal box with wheels on the bottom. Its front has knobs like the stove, and doors like the cabinets. My tail goes wild with curiosity! So does my nose!

Fetch Man’s face is beaming with pride as he wheels the box through the grass. It looks like the barbecue that Whisker Face has across the street. Except its scent is new and boring and not wonderful like smoky hot dogs. Or barbecued chicken. Sadly, all I smell is metal.

Hattie shuts the gate. She runs to Fetch Man as he parks the barbecue. He lifts up the lid, revealing an empty grill. He pats Hattie on the back, his eyes glowing with excitement, even though there isn’t any delicious food inside. Hattie forces a smile.

F-f-f-f-t! The door slides open. Food Lady steps out, one arm wrapped around a lumpy paper bag and the other carrying a big plastic bowl. She eyes the grill happily, like it was exactly what she was hoping to see.

Fetch Man chatters eagerly while Food Lady studies the shiny barbecue from top to bottom. They’re both very excited. Don’t they realize there’s no tasty meat sizzling on it?

Food Lady passes the bag and bowl to Hattie, then disappears into the house. As Fetch Man heads back to the side gate, Hattie plops onto the porch steps and reaches into the crinkly bag.

Wowee! What if crunchy, munchy treats are inside? I rush over to investigate, my nose sniffing like crazy. I paw the paper till the bag tips and topples over, leafy logs rolling out. They smell grassy like husks and sweet like corn.

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