The Judy Moody Star Studded Collection - Megan Mcdonald [21]
“I brought Houdini,” Rocky said, showing them his iguana. “If you scare him, like with a loud noise or something, he can make the end of his tail drop right off.”
“Rare,” said Judy.
She looked around at all the other pets. There was a rabbit and a turtle, a white rat named Elvis, and a striped salamander. Judy saw a hamster racing on a wheel, a snake so still it looked fake, and a shell that was supposed to be a hermit crab. Someone had even brought a stuffed monkey.
“Time for the contest!” yelled the pet store lady over all the squeaking and squawking, growling and yowling.
All the people with pets formed a circle. First was a dancing cricket. Then a turtle that rolled over and a rabbit that drank from a straw.
Polly the parrot sang the first five notes of “The Star-Spangled Banner.” Judy caught herself clapping.
When it was Frank’s turn, Sparky jumped through the Hula-hoop three times and everybody clapped. Then Rocky could not get Houdini’s tail to drop off. “Dogs make him nervous,” Rocky explained.
Three pet tricks later, Polly was still singing.
Emily from school had a ferret named Suzy who brushed its own teeth. Stink liked it the best.
“But all it did was eat the toothpaste,” said Judy.
When it was Judy’s turn, she set up a toaster on the floor, dropped a piece of bread into the slot, then took Mouse out of her cat carrier.
“This is Mouse,” Judy told the audience. “She’s going to make toast.” The audience clapped. Judy stood Mouse on the table. “Don’t be nervous,” she whispered.
Mouse sat down and began licking her paw.
“Look at the toaster, Mouse,” whispered Judy. “The toaster!” Judy pushed it toward Mouse.
Mouse swatted the toaster. Mouse swiped at the toaster. Mouse pushed the toaster away with her paw. Everybody cracked up. Judy held out a Tasty Tuna Treat. Mouse stood up. Mouse saw herself in the toaster!
Judy held her breath.
Mouse swiped at the toaster one more time. This time she pressed down the button with her paw. The slice of bread disappeared! The red coils heated up.
The crowd got quiet. A minute later, the toast popped up.
“Ta da!” called Judy.
“Hooray!” Everybody clapped and cheered.
“Mouse, I’ll be famous at last!” Judy squeezed her.
“And now, last but not least,” said the pet store lady, “a chicken that plays the piano.”
Up stepped David, a boy with a chicken on a leash.
“This is Mozart,” said the boy. Mozart pecked out three notes on the toy piano with his beak. “‘Three Blind Mice’!” someone yelled. The crowd went wild.
Judy felt a familiar twinge, the tug of a bad mood. She, Judy Moody, would never be as famous as a piano-playing chicken.
For the grand finale, everyone paraded their pets, marching in a circle.
“What a great contest this year,” said the pet store lady. “I’d like to thank all of you for coming. Now, for the prizes,” said the pet store lady. “If I call your pet’s name, please step into the center of the circle.”
A man stepped up to the circle with a big camera.
“The newspaper! They’re here,” Judy announced.
“In third place, Suzy Chang, the tooth-brushing ferret.”
Please-please-please, Judy wished silently.
“Second place is Mouse Moody, the cat who makes toast!”
“That’s you!” said Frank and Rocky, pushing Judy into the circle.
“Mouse, we won!” cried Judy. “Second place!” At last her time had come. At last her chance to be famous.
“And first prize goes to Mozart Puckett, the piano-playing chicken! Let’s hear it for all the famous pets!”
The crowd went wild. Each pet got a blue ribbon to wear and a gift certificate to Fur & Fangs. The winners lined up to have a picture taken! Judy was on the end, holding Mouse, but Mouse squirmed and leaped out of Judy’s arms. Flash! Judy blinked. The newspaper man snapped a picture faster than lightning.
“Thank you, everybody! That’s it!” yelled the pet store lady.
“That’s it?” asked Judy.
Judy’s fifteen minutes of fame lasted only fifteen seconds. Fifteen seconds of fame, and she, Judy Moody, had blinked.
The following morning, Judy ran outside to fetch the paper. She whipped