Pogo Paws held Timmy’s left paw while Pickle gripped his right. Lennie held Timmy’s legs tight. Snif stood in front of him smugly. “So, you think you — a cat — can join our gang of dogs? Why would a sneezy cat with a crumpled ear want to do that?” sneered Snif. Timmy puffed out his chest. “Becaus...
He was so, so very thirsty. Inches away from his face, a scorpion scuttled. Out of the corner of his eye, he spied a snake slithering towards him. If he could have moved at all, he would have trembled. Suddenly, he felt the ground vibrate and looked into the haze. Coming straight towards him were...
Dodgy Dave peered through a tiny hole and saw more and more of the Pong Police gathering around them, with their back packs and their sprays. They were surrounded, with nowhere to run. Dodgy Dave winced, both at the scene outside and the smell inside as yet another slow, low prffffft sneaked out ...