Noodle (The Puppy Place #11)
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Charles and Lizzie Peterson love puppies. They have a puppy of their own but they still foster other puppies who need their help.
When Lizzie spots Noodle he's in some major trouble. Once they rescue him, the Peterson's can't figure out where his people are. Lizzie is determined to find Noodle's family, but the question is, do they want to be found?
that everybody in the family could always agree about one thing: Taking good care of Buddy was very important. They all loved Buddy so much. He was the smartest, cutest, sweetest puppy ever. The Petersons had met lots and lots of puppies. As a foster family, their job was to take care of puppies who needed homes. They gave the puppies a safe place to live while they looked for the perfect forever family for each one. But when they met Buddy, they knew exactly where his perfect home was: It was
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for a dog.” Lizzie knew her dad was probably right. “Sorry, Buddy,” she said. She was sure he would have loved to run along the lakeshore, his ears flapping in the chilly breeze. “How about if you help me find some sticks?” Sticks? I love sticks! Let’s go! Buddy tugged at his leash, pulling Lizzie toward a patch of woods near a little curve in the lakeshore. “Look! He can’t wait to help!” Lizzie said. She trotted after the strong little puppy, laughing whenever he picked up a stick and carried
reminded the Bean, scooping him up and plopping him onto her lap. “Dogs don’t like that.” “I think Noodle wants seconds,” Lizzie said. Sure enough, the little curly-haired pup was sitting back on his bottom, gazing hopefully at Dad. “Coming right up,” Dad said, bending down to pick up Noodle’s bowl. “I’ll give him a little bit more. Dr. Gibson said not to feed him too much at once. If he hasn’t eaten for a while, he could get sick if he eats too much too fast.” He shook some puppy chow into
collar. Noodle came sniffing over. Mine! Mine! I knew it! Oh, this smells like my people! Maybe we’re getting closer to them! The puppy’s tail wagged double-time as he nuzzled the collar. “Well, I guess it must be yours,” Lizzie said. “Why else would you act like this?” She turned the collar over in her hands. There were blond, curly hairs stuck in the nylon material — Noodle’s hairs! They matched his coat exactly. The collar was definitely his. So, in one second, when she read the tags, Lizzie