The last community Aubrey and Gilbert needed to contact was that of the turkeys. For the most part, Aubrey got along fine with the turkeys. Gil, on the other hand, had time and again to restrain his natural instinct to go after them. For their part, the turkeys didn’t make the best neighbors. For generations, they had harbored resentment toward people and all things associated with people.
“Recess? Never Heard of It” | A Gift from Chapter XIII of Miss Missy’s School
AS YOU CAN IMAGINE, Bebe was none too keen on the idea of a school. “I don’t want to go to school,” she cried. “School’s no fun! School takes all the fun out of learning. I don’t want to go to school,” she stomped her paw. “Why do we have to have a school anyway? I can learn things on my own. I don’t need a dumb school to learn things. I can count, you know— zero-one-two. I don’t…”
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Er the Gobble-uns’ll git you!
Have you noticed that Aubrey, the homeless hound that Missy and Rocky rescued at the very beginning of Miss Missy’s School: A Pack of Hound Dogs Starts a School speaks somewhat differently from the other Big Dogs? Each of them naturally has his or her own voice, just as individual people do. But Aubrey’s voice is peculiar….
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“Recess? Never Heard of It” | A Gift from Chapter XIII of Miss Missy’s School
AS YOU CAN IMAGINE, Bebe was none too keen on the idea of a school. “I don’t want to go to school,” she cried. “School’s no fun! School takes all the fun out of learning. I don’t want to go to school,” she stomped her paw. “Why do we have to have a school anyway? I can learn things on my own. I don’t need a dumb school to learn things. I can count, you know— zero-one-two. I don’t…”
Please share far & wide! Thank you.
“Recess? Never Heard of It” | A Gift from Chapter XIII of Miss Missy’s School
AS YOU CAN IMAGINE, Bebe was none too keen on the idea of a school. “I don’t want to go to school,” she cried. “School’s no fun! School takes all the fun out of learning. I don’t want to go to school,” she stomped her paw. “Why do we have to have a school anyway? I can learn things on my own. I don’t need a dumb school to learn things. I can count, you know— zero-one-two. I don’t…”
