Katt Loves Dogg: 2 (Katt vs. Dogg) by James Patterson & Chris Grabenstein

Author:James Patterson & Chris Grabenstein [Patterson, James]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Little, Brown and Company
Published: 2021-12-13T00:00:00+00:00

“Aha!” he said.

“What?” said Molly, both eyes popping open.

“It’s Romaldo’s phone. It was buried under some leaves.”

“What’s it doing on the ground?”

“Romaldo has a bad habit of tossing his phone up into the air and doing a happy dance whenever he receives especially good news.”

Molly scurried over. “What’s the news? What’s on the screen?”

“A text message! From your cousin, Violet!”

“More secret code?”

“Nope. Your cousin is direct and to the point. It just says, ‘Meet me at the Giant Stones. They’re super romantically awesome.’”

“They both had the same idea,” said Molly. “About the Giant Stones.”

“Yeah,” said Oscar. “Maybe they really do belong together.”

“No way,” said Molly. “Violet needs to marry Phineas Fatt.”

“How come?”

“So I can go to acting school!”

“Oh. Okay.”

Molly clasped her paws behind her back and paced. “We have to find them, Oscar. We need to figure this out, like a detective would in a movie. What do we know so far?”

“Well,” said Oscar, “Romaldo came to your camp. Because that’s where we found his love poem.”

“Yes!” said Molly. “He peeked through the window of our camper. Violet wasn’t where she was supposed to be. Despondent, Romaldo dropped his coded love poem, which he had hoped to slip through the window to Violet…”

Oscar picked up the thread. “Sad, he moped away. He passed by the giraffes and headed north.”

“Why?” said Molly.

“Hang on,” said Oscar. He dragged the tip of his paw up the screen of Romaldo’s phone to scroll to an earlier message. “Aha. Violet sent him an earlier text!”

“What’s it say?”

“‘Head north.’”

“That’s it?”

Oscar shrugged. “Maybe she’d almost maxed out her monthly data plan.”

Molly nodded. “She is on her phone all the time.”

“Okay, so Romaldo did as he was instructed. And then, boom—Violet’s next text tells him exactly where to go. He tosses his phone into the air, does his happy dance, and dashes off to the Giant Stones.”

“Which is exactly what we should do!” said Molly.

“Um, can you dash with your eyes closed?” asked Oscar.

“No. But I promise not to snack on any birds we pass along the way. Come on. It’s not too much farther to the ocean. I can smell it.”

Oscar smelled it, too. Salty air. That fresh seaside odor.

“Woof-hoo!” he shouted. “Let’s hit the beach.”

They started running through a clearing.

Which was probably a mistake.

Their burst of motion caught the eye of an eagle circling overhead.

A eagle who liked to snack on kitty-katts. Especially ones who’d wandered into the wrong section of the wilderness.

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