Robinâs excellent directionsâbut youâve got to admit, birds have it easyâI found myself lost.â
âItâs a wonder you found yourself in Connecticut at all!â said John.
âI almost wasnât,â said Walt. âI got to a part of town where there were no houses. So, logically, I decided that Iâd taken a wrong road somewhere. I turned right aroundâmy stomach scales were pretty sore by nowâand inched my way back toward the lights of Hedley. And here Iâll omit certain incidents. Like the driver of that big Mack truck who tried to run over me three times. And the old lady tending her garden at twilight. How nice, I thought. But she caught a glimpse of meâthat lady has problems! âand started screaming, âSnake! Snake! Snake!ââand went after me with a shovel, as if her last dahlia depended on it. Youâd have thought I was King Cobra. Why do the humans hate us so much. Oh, wellââ
Walt took another deep dip. âI will not go into all those ordeals, because when I was about to give up and try to become a garter snakeâin somebodyâs garden! since I thought Iâd never get home againâI heard a sound that lifted my heart.â
âMusic?â asked Chester.
âNo. Yowling dogs. I knew I must be near the pound. And I even thought I could pick out the potbellied bellowing of our dearest Dubber Dog. My buddy!â
âBut it wasnât me,â Dubber explained. âIâd fallen asleep from hopelessness. It was a Saint Bernard named Siegfried.â
âBut it was dogs! â Walter declared. âAnd lots of âemâall cooped up. It had to be the pound. I made for the noiseââ Walt flashed under water, flashed up in the air, and flashed all over the calm poolâs surface.
Drops of silver, which the moon reached to touch, fell on top of everyone. No one cared. Not even dry Donald Dragonfly, whoâd added himself to the gathering, too. âItâs different,â he murmured to himself, as he shook his wings. âItâs annoyingâbut it may be a blessing, too. I like drops of water.â
Walterâs head puzzled this way and that. âBut this is whatâs weird. They could have been expecting me, the dogcatchers. There could have been a sign outside saying, Welcome Walter Water Snake! The door was wide open!â
âOf course it was,â said Chester. âItâs a summer nightâthey left the door open to get some air.â
âOh. Yes. Wellâthat fits. Youâre logical, Chester C. Anyway, without the use of fangs as yet, I slipperyed right inâand what did I see?â
âI know.â Robert Rabbitâs sympathizing voice sank low.
So did Donaldâs soft buzz. âRows and rows of puppies in cages!â
âNot exactly,â said Walt. âThe dogcatchers were watching television! I slipped silently past themâthree of themâand they were all so fascinated by who killed whom, and with what, that not a one of them saw a scale.â
âBut I did, Walt!â Dubber Dogâs pride bubbled in his voice. âI saw you right away.â
âSure you did!â said Walt. âThe gunshots on the TV woke you up.â
âI wouldâve woken up anyhow.â
âI saw the cagesâD.D. was on the lowest shelfâand I saw him! I saw the bolt, and I knew that I could nose it out, ease it out, if only I could get the chance. But then I also saw, to my sorrow, that the barking of those muttsââ
âI donât much like that word,â rumbled Dubber.
âI also saw that my snakeâs presence in the pound had caused those lovable canine creatures to howl even louderâand the three dogcatchers, distracted from Murder in Manhattan, had begun to wonder what was up. I knew this moment was do or dry up. I coiled myselfâand I donât like to
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