“That first sneeze in the alley was just the beginning. The sleet, the cold—Huppy got sick. But Harry and Tucker just thought it was sniffles. They had no idea how ill he was until Lulu came calling a few days after they’d gotten the little dog back. She flew through the station, waddled into the drainpipe, took one look at Huppy, shivering in his box, and said, “That’s a very sick dog. Feel his nose!” “Why his nose?” demanded Tucker Mouse. “You can tell if he has a temperature. The hotter the n...ose, the higher the fever.” “Since when were you a veterinarian, Lulubelle?” asked Harry. “Ooo, I know all about dogs,” said Lulu. “Max—he’s the head of the pack that meets in Bryant Park—Max tells me everything.” Tucker jumped into Huppy’s house. “His nose is burning up.” “Pneumonia, probably,” cooed the pigeon. “Thanks a lot!” said Tucker. But he began to worry. The next day he worried even more, because Huppy’s nose was hotter still. And back came Lulu, with more cheery information.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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