Badger The Mystical Mutt And The Crumpled Capers - Plot & Excerpts
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. “Because I’m every bit as good as you, and I don’t see why not.” He tried to wriggle free. Pogo Paws and Pickle held on tighter, but Lennie, who was busy daydreaming, lost his grasp. “Oh no! I’m in charge of legs. Don’t move!” shouted Lennie nervously. “Get a grip, Lennie,” snarled Snif. “I don’t know why I’ve been given two legs, when Pogo Paws and Pickle have only got one paw each,” he moaned. “Zip it, Lennie!” sighed Snif. “So, Timmy,” continued the gang leader, “isn’t there a mob of manky moggies like yourself that you could be hanging around with?” “They probably won’t let him in with that crumpled ear,” barked Pogo Paws. “He’s not exactly pretty, is he?”
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