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Dogs Don't Have Webbed Feet #7 [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Juvenile Fiction)
  • Author:  Krulik, Nancy
  • Author:  Krulik, Nancy
  • ISBN-10:  0448480964
  • ISBN-10:  0448480964
  • ISBN-13:  9780448480961
  • ISBN-13:  9780448480961
  • Publisher:  Grosset & Dunlap
  • Publisher:  Grosset & Dunlap
  • Pages:  128
  • Pages:  128
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Mar-2015
  • Pub Date:  01-Mar-2015
  • SKU:  0448480964-11-MING
  • SKU:  0448480964-11-MING
  • Item ID: 100063786
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With one bite of his magic bone, Sparky lands in the Amazon Rain Forest in Brazil among biting bugs and dogs with . . . webbed feet!? The Bush Dogs declare him their new leader when he saves their home from the metal machines that threaten to destroy the jungle. In fact, the machines have flattened so many other trees that Sparky can’t find where he buried his bone! Will Sparky ever be able to find his way home?Nancy Krulik has written more than 100 books for children and young adults, including two New York Timesbestsellers. Her very first story (in first grade) was about how she wanted to be Mary Poppins so she could dance in the park with Bert and the penguins.

Sebastien Braun (www.sebastienbraun.com) studied fine and applied arts at Strasbourg University in France. Since his move to London in 2000, he has been illustrating children’s books.

Chapter 1

 
 
“Throw the ball!” I bark. “Throw the ball! THROW THE BALL!”
 
My paws bounce up and down in the cold snow each time I bark. They love playing fetch. My tail wags wildly.Itloves playing fetch, too.
 
“Throw the ball!” I bark again.
 
My two-leg, Josh, finally throws the bright white ball across our yard. It is heading straight for Josh’s two-leg friend, Sophie. But I’m faster than she is. Before Sophie can catch the ball, I leap up, open my mouth, and grab it in midair.
 
Wiggle, waggle,weird. The ball is melting in my mouth. It’s not a ball anymore. It’s icy-cold water. This isn’t a fetch ball—it’s asnowball!
 
I don’t like this kind of ball. I can’t run it back to Josh. And he can’t pick it up and throw it again. Snowballs are definitely not made for playing fetch.
 
But Josh and Sophie are still playing with the snowballs.
 
Bam!A snowball hits lc8

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