Crisis in Crittertown by Justine Fontes

Author:Justine Fontes
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Barron's Educational Series, Inc.
Published: 2014-03-03T16:00:00+00:00

“I love the post office! The clerk gives me biscuits.” Then Buttercup asked, “What’re you doing here?”

“Looking for a new home.” Nilla also sensed Buttercup could be trusted.

The dog scratched his ear. “What’s wrong with the post office? Did you shed too much, scratch the furniture, or make someone sneeze?”

“The Crittertown office is scheduled to close soon,” Grayson reported sadly.

“No more post office? No more biscuits?” Buttercup half-spoke and half-howled.

The dog stepped aside to show us his house. “You’re welcome to stay here. It isn’t nearly as nice as cuddling on the couch with Jill and Bill, but it’s not too cold. And the kids visit often.”

Grayson bowed. “Thank you for the kind offer. However, our colony couldn’t impose on you. We’re just three scouts. The colony has many members.”

“More than I can count,” Nilla said. “Of course, I’m just learning about numbers, geography, and all kinds of other things.”

“I know what you mean,” Buttercup began. “It’s strange, isn’t it? I used to only understand words like ‘walk’ and ‘bacon.’ Then, not long ago, tons of words suddenly made sense!”

“We call it The Change,” Grayson said. “It’s happening to animals all over. We don’t know why yet.”

“Nonfiction has a theory,” Nilla added. “He’s the leader of the library colony.”

Buttercup walked into his doghouse, turned around three times, then settled on the bed. “Not enough room for you at the library, either?”

“And they have a cat.” Nilla shuddered.

Buttercup laughed. “I’ve seen Dot. Just a few bites to me, but I suppose she’d be a terror to you.” Then he added, “No offense.”

“None taken,” I said.

Buttercup yawned. “Well, you’re welcome to sleep here tonight.” He patted the bed beside him. “Just squeak real loud if I roll over on you.”

Grayson sat on the edge of the bed. Nilla and I perched on either side of him. The thought of Buttercup’s bulk rolling onto us was as scary as Dot! But we didn’t want to be rude. Besides, the post office seemed far away, especially in those dark hours owned by owls and other night stalkers.

Buttercup added, “Jill and Bill bring breakfast in the morning. I can spare the little you three need.”

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