ran.
By the time the dogs had stumbled and fallen over to the frankfurter cart, Peter was not even in sight. And by the time they had untangled themselves from the sheet, those five dogs had stopped worrying about Peter altogether. They knew he was long goneâand probably was not coming back for a very long time.
Poo-Poo, Stripes, Mutt, and Karen snatched all the frankfurters they could carry and sprinted off to the safety and comfort of Stick Dogâs empty pipe. Stick Dog looked up into the maple tree just a few feet away from the cart. The four raccoons were situated on a lower branch. They looked hungryâand disappointed.
Stick Dog reached into the cart and grabbed a bunch of frankfurters. He carried them to the maple tree and dropped them gently at the base of the trunk.
Returning to the cart, he snatched another bunch of frankfurters and raced to catch up with Mutt, Karen, Stripes, and Poo-Poo.
When they all reached Stick Dogâs pipe, they started to eat the frankfurters. And they laughed and laughed at how they had scared Peter, the frankfurter man, away. And they congratulated themselves on defeating the Frankfurter Assault Squadron. Between laughs and congratulations, they took more frankfurter bites.
And those frankfurters, oh, those frankfurters.
They tasted so good.
And Stick Dogâs stomach was finallyâand happilyâsilent.
The End
Excerpt from the next Stick Dog adventure!
Stick Dog slowly straightened his body and dropped the cardboard circle to the ground. âYou have to taste that thing,â he whispered. âI canât believe Iâm saying thisâbut I think it tastes even better than hamburgers and frankfurters.â
âThatâs impossible,â muttered Karen, but she had learned a long time ago to trust Stick Dog when it came to the subject of food. All four dogs began licking the cardboard. And Stick Dog dropped his head for another taste too.
Stripes lifted her head momentarily and asked, âWhat is this red, sticky stuff?â
âHere, let me see,â said Poo-Poo, and he nudged his nose into a red splotch of stuff that was smeared across one section of the cardboard. He sniffed it, licked it, and then bit off a little piece and swirled it around in his mouth a little. He lifted his nose in the air just a bit and then declared with great authority, âThat red sticky stuff is delicious, no doubt. It has hints of salt and spice, and a fine clean finish on the back of my palate. It evokes memories of tomato, green pepper, onion, and finely ground pepper.â
Coming in Fall 2014
Copyright
Stick Dog Wants a Hot Dog
Copyright © 2013 by Tom Watson
Illustrations by Ethan Long based on original sketches by Tom Watson
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ISBN 978-0-06-211080-0 (trade bdg.) â ISBN 978-0-06-230450-6 (international edition) ISBN 978-0-06-229593-4 (Scholastic edition)
EPUB Edition AUGUST 2013 ISBN 9780062110817
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