” Henry paused because it occurred to him that his mother might not like his idea. Here was his chance to do something he had never done before, something he had always wanted to do when his father had the car greased. “Well, I guess I’ll take the car down to the service station for a lube job.” That gave Henry an idea.

Huggins laid his napkin beside his plate. “Just the same, you better keep an eye on him.We don’t want him to be a nuisance to the neighbors.” Mr. The cat ran across it first, didn’t she? “Well, anyway, Ribsy doesn’t keep everybody awake barking at night, like that collie in the next block,” said Henry. At the same time he couldn’t see why Ribsy was to blame about the lawn. Henry looked sharply at his father and wondered how he knew about Ribsy’s chas. “We think he’s a good dog, but the neighbors won’t if he runs across new lawns and chases cats,” said Mr. “He was just in a hurry,” he finished lamely.“You’re a good dog, aren’t you, Ribsy?” Thump, thump, thump went Ribsy’s tail on the rug. ” Henry remembered that Ribsy had run across the lawn because he was chasing the Grumbies’ cat. She said he left deep paw prints all the way across.” “Aw, he didn’t mean to hurt her old lawn. Green said Ribsy ran across the new lawn she just planted. “And by the way, Henry, speaking of good dogs reminds me that Mrs. Huggins, as she poured herself a cup of coffee. “He’s the best dog there is.” “Henry, for goodness’ sake, turn that down,” said Mrs. “Is your dog a member of the family?” he asked. “R-r-r-wuf!” said Ribsy, looking at the radio.

Woof, woof, woof,Woofies!” Then the sound of a dog barking came out of the radio. So buy your dog a can today And watch it chase his blues away. “Woofies Dog Food is the best, Contains more meat than all the rest. Henry, who heard this program every Saturday, sang with them. Before Henry thought of anything interesting to do, the radio announcer finished the news and four men began to sing. Something different, something he had never done before. Play ball with Scooter or ride his bicycle over to Robert’s house and work on the model railroad, but those were things he could do every day. Huggins listened to the nine o’clock news on the radio, Henry tried to think of something interesting he could do that day. Henry’s dog Ribsy sat close to Henry’s chair, hoping for a handout.While Mr. Ne warm Saturday morning in August, Henry Huggins and his mother and father were eating breakfast in their square white house on Klickitat Street. About the Author Other Books by Beverly Cleary Credits Cover Copyright About the Publisher

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