Stick Dog Chases a Pizza

Stick Dog Chases a Pizza
Tom Watson

Stick Dog and his furry friends are BACK! In this third hilarious adventure, Stick Dog and his pals are out for a pizza! A must-have for fans of WIMPY KID and BIG NATE.Stick Dog and his friends, Mutt, Stripes, Karen and Poo-Poo are back in another adventure! Everyone’s favourite cartoon canines are hungry again – and this time it’s pizza that has their mouths watering. But when it’s pizza on the go… can they chase it down?Funny, furry and loveable, this four-legged hero is destined to be Top Dog.More STICK DOG adventures coming soon.

For Jacob(Y LIP TOM B NIT)

TABLE OF CONTENTS

Cover (#u2a9d0581-3e97-5b8d-aa15-a0a735839250)

Title Page (#ubc68c69e-8e5d-5ef9-9dad-71df7ae67f29)

Dedication (#uf65788d1-fd1b-5725-a43f-69b0625392e5)

Chapter 1: A New Olympic Event

Chapter 2: Maths by Mutt

Chapter 3: The Frisbee Search

Chapter 4: An Unexpected Discovery

Chapter 5: Dandy Dachshund

Chapter 6: The Ultra-Missimo-Pizza-Snatch-o-Meter

Chapter 7: Rescue Mission

Chapter 8: A Triangular-Shaped Castle

Chapter 9: Soul Mates

Chapter 10: A Really Strong Ant

Chapter 11: Trip-a-Doos

Chapter 12: Frisbee Time

About the Author

Copyright

About the Publisher

Chapter 1 (#ubfa40586-f090-599c-ac0c-d3fb022f1815)

A NEW OLYMPIC EVENT

Like many stories, this one starts with a search for something that ends up becoming a search for something else.

And it all begins like this:

Karen was chasing her tail.

Karen is the dachshund, as you no doubt remember. She loves to chase her tail. And Stick Dog, Mutt, Poo-Poo, and Stripes were all sitting around watching Karen chase her tail. This is always good for some laughs.

You remember them all, right? Stripes is a Dalmatian. The poodle is named Poo-Poo. And Mutt is, you know, a mutt.

And Stick Dog, of course, is our main character. My English teacher says I should call him the “protagonist” in my story because it sounds more professional and serious.

So, umm, he’s our main character – and he got his name because I can’t draw very well.

You know they’re always looking for food. And you probably remember that the previous two books were all about the five dogs trying to get hamburgers and hot dogs, right?

Most important, do you know about our agreement? The one between you (the reader) and me (the writer and not-so-good illustrator)?

What’s that? You forget our agreement?

Typical.

Okay, Mister or Missus Forgets-Everything-All-the-Time, I’ll remind you. Our agreement is this:

I promise to do my best to tell you an engaging (hopefully funny) adventure story about Stick Dog and his four goofball friends. And you promise to not give me any trouble if my drawings aren’t so good or if the story goes off in other directions now and then.

We have a deal then? Okay, let’s get back to Karen chasing her tail. Do you think she’ll catch it? I’ll give you a hint.

Ready?

She doesn’t.

It was especially funny to the other dogs when Karen got tired and laid her head down, curled her body up, and closed her eyes to rest for a minute. Then when she opened them, that tail was right there in front of her – just barely out of reach.

Oh, she had to have it. This time she’d get it for sure. And she lifted her chin off the ground and used her mighty four-inch dachshund legs to pounce after her own tail. And when she did, her body straightened out and – of course – her tail got out of reach again. And she started spinning around some more.

“Come on, Karen,” Mutt said. “A little faster. Just a little faster!”

“Yeah,” Stripes said, trying to suppress her laughter. “You’re almost there. Stretch out a little more. Just a little more.”

“You almost got it last time,” said Poo-Poo, his fur-covered belly panting in and out.

Stick Dog watched the scene with quiet bemusement. Oh, he enjoyed the fruitless efforts of Karen’s tail chasing just like anybody would. But he also took great pleasure in watching Stripes, Poo-Poo, and Mutt as they watched Karen. This happens often with Stick Dog. He likes to watch his friends as they laugh because it makes him feel good.

Of course, Karen could only chase her tail for so long. Eventually, she had to stop. And when she did, this story really gets started.

“I have to stop,” Karen panted, plopping down again on her belly with her chin on the ground.

“Too bad,” said Stripes. “I really thought you were going to get it that time.”

“Me too,” said Mutt. He tried to hide a grin. “I mean, you seem to get closer and closer every day. Have you been working out?”