Junie B. Jones Smells Something Fishy - Barbara Park [7]
After that, she took out her dictionary. And she looked up the word pet.
She read us what it said.
“Pet,” she said. “Any tamed animal that is kept as a companion.”
“Okay,” she said. “Now that we have the definition, let’s see if Fish Stick fits the bill.”
She looked at me.
“Junie B., is Fish Stick tame? Or is he wild?”
“Tame,” I said. “Fish Stick is very, very tame. He won’t even peck your head into a nub.”
“Okay, good,” said Mrs. “And would you say that Fish Stick is a good companion, Junie B.? Can you take him lots of places? And does he behave himself pretty well?”
“Yes,” I said. “Fish Stick can even go more places than my dog, probably. ’Cause I can put Fish Stick right in my backpack. And he doesn’t even say a peep!”
Mrs. smiled real happy.
Then she walked to my table. And she shaked my hand.
“Well, then, congratulations,” she said. “According to the dictionary, Fish Stick is definitely a pet.”
After that, she took Fish Stick out of my hand. And she carried him to the pet table.
And guess what? She put him right next to Slicky!
“Grace! Hey, Grace! Now our fishes can be friends just like us!” I said real delighted.
Just then, I heard a croaking noise.
It came from Wendell the bullfrog, I think.
Then Wendell croaked even louder!
And that made Slicky the goldfish jump in his water!
And that made the rooster cock-a-doodle-doo!
And that made Slippers thump his loud foot!
And then his cage door accidentally came open. And he hopped right off the table!
“OH NO!” yelled Room Nine. “OH NO! OH NO!”
And then all of us chased Slippers all over the place. And he hopped and hopped until Mrs. caught him in the trash can.
It was the excitingest adventure Room Nine ever even had!
And that’s not even the bestest part of Pet Day!
’Cause at the end of school, Mrs. gave out special ribbons to all the pets.
And the rooster got SCREECHIEST!
And Pirate Pete got TALKIEST!
And Slicky got BUBBLIEST!
And Slippers got MOST RASCALLY RABBIT!
And Fish Stick got MOST WELL-BEHAVED!!!!
I did a gasp at that wonderful thing.
Then I shaked and shaked Mrs.’s hand.
“Thank you, Mrs! Thank you, thank you! ’Cause this is the proudest honor I ever imagined!”
Mrs. laughed.
She said me and Fish Stick made her day.
Then she gave me a hug.
And that is called a perfect ending!
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Barbara Park says:
“We never had a Pet Day at my school, but since writing this book, I’ve tried to imagine what it would have been like. Not much fun for me, I don’t think. I had a big grouch of a cat named Pudgy.
Picking Pudgy up was a bold move that only the bravest member of the family (my mother) would even attempt. On the nights Pudgy decided to sleep on my bed, I would carefully crawl under the covers