Patches (The Puppy Place, No. 8)
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Charles and Lizzie Peterson love puppies. They have a puppy of their own named Buddy, but they also foster dogs that need help finding new homes.
Charles and his friend Sammy are on their way home from school one day when they hear a puppy crying. His name is Patches, and he's tied up in a garage all by himself. His owners seem to care ABOUT Patches, but they don't know how to care FOR him. And it's up to Charles and Lizzie to show them!
are not nice to animals. But you can make a difference by taking good care of your own pets. Don’t forget: Hug your dog! Dear Reader, Before Django, I had another dog named Junior. He was a black Lab, too. I adopted Junior from my local animal shelter when he was about one year old. He had been left at a gas station (just like Snowball, in Puppy Place #2!). Junior was a wonderful dog, but it was easy to tell that he had not had a happy life before he came to live with me. He was shy and afraid
hear that this house is haunted?” Noelle laughed. “Sure I heard. They say that about every abandoned house. I’m used to it. And anyway, I don’t believe in ghosts, so it doesn’t scare me at all.” Charles liked that. He decided then and there that he didn’t believe in ghosts, either. “We thought there might be a ghost,” Sammy said. “But the howling we heard turned out to be —” “That adorable little beagle next door!” Noelle nodded. “I know. The poor little guy is so sad and lonely. I can’t
when they passed him in the hall or saw him in the cafeteria or the playground. Even the principal said it. Everybody seemed to think Charles’s letter was really good. “You’re famous!” said Sammy. It was after school, and they were biking over to the haunted house. (They still called it that, even though it wasn’t really haunted.) They were going to check on Patches again, and this time, Lizzie was coming with them. “I could have written that letter,” Lizzie said. “But you didn’t,” Charles
pointed out. “I did.” Lizzie had no answer for that, so she changed the subject. “Is that the haunted house? Where’s the puppy? I can hear him howling already.” “Shh!” Charles put his finger to his lips. “We’ll leave our bikes here. Then we have to see if anybody’s home before we go see Patches.” Noelle’s truck was not in the driveway. Charles and Sammy showed Lizzie where to lean her bike against the back porch of the haunted house. Then they climbed up onto the porch and peeked through the
invited Patches to play. Whooooo are youuuuu? Patches howled one last time. Then he seemed to decide that Buddy was okay. He quit howling. He gave his whole body a shake, and his long ears went flying. Then he did a play-bow back at Buddy. A second later, the two puppies started to tear around the garage. And two seconds later, Patches’s rope was completely tangled with Buddy’s leash. Charles and Sammy were laughing. The puppies were having so much fun together! It was great to see Patches so