Adventures with Astro: Sharing a Love of Books and Dogs by Susan Day Part 9
Sharing books and stories with your grandchildren is an excellent way to create memories which will last a lifetime.
Susan Day, children’s author and blogger, is going to share the first book in the Astro’s Adventures series, The Great Escape with us.
Susan began the Astro’s Adventures series of books out of a love dogs and reading. The books were created to inspire children to not only become better readers, but also to become responsible pet owners.
Each week the next instalment will be published here so you can share it with your grandchildren.
All you have to do is find a nice comfy spot, and share this post on your phone or tablet.
Astro’s Adventures: The Great Escape – Food is Found!
“There,” Alfie pointed to the top shelf, “Homemade chicken liver Happy Snappy Shapes! Oh My Goodness, I haven’t tasted them in years! Oh, Diggs, let me have ‘em. Just one, c’mon, pleeeeeeeeeease?”
“Pull yourself together,” growled Digger, slamming the pantry door shut.
Dingo is in Trouble!
Just then a terrible high pitched scream came from another part of the house.
They all rushed at once and found Dingo held by one of the true enemies of all canines, the cat called Nigel. The three Operatives stood in the doorway. The cat stood in front of the window with one paw holding Dingo off the ground by his neck. Nigel had extended the claws of his other paw and held the shiny blades just above Dingo’s face.
“Don’t move or the rat gets it!” scowled the cat.
“I’m not a rat,” gasped Dingo, but the grip on his throat was so tight he could hardly breathe.
Nigel was a large white cat. He had a glorious mane and a thick plume of a tail. His coat was so clean and soft; Digger felt a little jealous and wished that one day he might achieve the same luxurious richness with his own coat. Nigel’s large green eyes narrowed as he glared at the Operatives.
Be Careful of the Cat called Nigel
Indy went to rush in, but Digger put up his paw and stopped her. “Steady,” he whispered.
“What are you doing here?” demanded Nigel.
Digger stepped forward, “It has nothing to do with you, feline. We are here on official business that concerns the canine with whom you share this residence.”
“Astro?” Nigel frowned. “What would you want with that big sook? Did he hurt his widdle paw getting out of bed again? Or did he choke on a big piece of his gourmet dog food?”
“You don’t know what you’re talking about,” snapped Indy. She moved in closer, her hand on her hunting bone, “We are here to release him from his shackles. He is a prisoner!”
Nigel threw back his head and laughed loudly. Alfie began to snigger too, but a steely glare from Indy soon stopped him.
Nigel laughed and laughed and laughed while Dingo choked and choked and choked.
“Enough!” barked Indy, “Let Operative Dingo go, I demand it!” She had pulled her hunting bone out of her belt and was reaching for her stink grenade. Digger moved quickly to stop her.
“Let him go, puss, and we’ll let you go,” he said calmly. He straightened his beret and placed his hands on his hips.
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