Stinky
Pete stunk like a skunk when he was afraid! …And now with all the strange
noises in this cruel Other World, his polka-dots began to hop up and down all
over his body! And he was beginning to
give off his stinky odor! There was even
a green snake dangling right beside him, hissing and trying to attack him.
…then
he met Edward. Edward and his Dad were
on a camping trip when they discovered their lake was covered in green slime
and yucky brown foam! And there were no
fish in the lake! Maybe Stinky Pete could help.
There was magic in his tail!
Edward
always believed in Magic. This fishing
trip with his dad was going to be magical.
Stinky
Pete was a "fraidy kitty". And now with
all the strange noises coming from every part of the forest, well, that only
made him more afraid. He was only eight
weeks old, and now the world seemed scary.
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Stinky Pet was
an itsy bitsy kitty. He was hungry and
dirty, but most of all scared.
He had
entered into the Other World. This
was the world his dad had warned him about. “Never,
ever cross over the rainbow bridge!
There are wild animals there who will eat you,” his dad
would always scold him. But Stinky Pete
hadn’t listened. So here he was, in the Other
World, and nothing would ever be the same.
He crossed
over into a different world. The forest
was dark and spooky with lions and tigers and alligators. And he became
scared. A brown tiger with black stripes
had chased him up a tree.
When he was
afraid, Stinky Pete gave off a strong odor, just like a skunk. He remembered what his mom had told him about
controlling his fears and his
dots. Stinky Pete was a polka-dotted
kitty. His little itsy bitsy body was covered with colorful dots of every size
and shape. When he became really scared, his polka dots
would start jumping up and down on his body.
And he was really scared now. If his polka dots jumped high enough, they
would go crazy and start re-arranging themselves in different places all over
his body. He never knew what his face
would look like after the dots re-arranged themselves. It was always a surprise when he looked in the
mirror.
And then it happened. Stinky Pete couldn’t control it once it
started. It started, slowly, at first! Then
faster and faster, and stronger and stronger the odor became. Until it was the strongest odor anyone could
imagine, even Stinky Pete. He was
horrified. He could not control his dots. The dots jumped higher and higher
. They looked like jumping beans. Those colored dots bounced from place to
place all over Stinky Pete’s body.
Stinky Pete was frightened. The tiger took one whiff of Stinky Pete and
ran away as fast as he could run.
Stinky Pete
clung from the branch of the tree with his white and green paws, digging his
claws into the tree for dear life. He
stayed up in the tree all night meowing and meowing. He stopped now and then to call out for his
mom and dad. But Stinky Pete knew that he
was alone. He remembered what his mom had told Stinky Pete. “Breathe in and out. Take slow, deep
breathes when you are feeling scared.
Then you will relax you, and your dots
will calm down. And the odor will go away.”
So Stinky Pete
breathed in and out…in and out… in and out… trying his itsy bitsy best to stay calm
and brave as he clung to the tree branch.
He was
little, and he had never heard such animal noises in his whole life. His
stomach started to rumble which added to the night sounds. He was cold and getting tired of hanging on to
the tree branch. He was scared he might
fall. And it was a long way down. Why hadn’t he listened to his mom?
M-E-O-W, screamed Stinky Pete in his loudest voice. But nothing came
out. Stinky Pete was afraid that he
would never see His World again. And
it was all his fault! He should have
listened to mom. “What will happen to
me?” he wondered as he clung to the tree for dear life.
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