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“Perfect!” said Judy. Judy, Rocky, and Frank double high-fived each other.

“And he forgot to take Toady!” said Rocky.

“T-o-d-a-y is your lucky day, T-o-a-d-y. Today is the day we save the world, starting with you,” Judy said.

Frank picked up Toady. Toady blinked. “He doesn’t look endangered!”

“No, but your hand is endangered,” said Judy. “Better put him back.”

“I kind of hate to see him go,” said Frank.

“But Mr. Todd said! Remember? If you catch a creature in the wild you have to put it back. Toadnapping is the same thing as hurting the planet,” Judy explained.

“Just think how happy he’ll be,” said Rocky.

They carried Toady down to the stream behind Judy’s house. “I’ll miss you, Toady,” Judy said. “But the time has come for you to join your toady friends and do your toady things. Go make this planet a better place.” On the count of three, Judy, Rocky, and Frank gently tipped the yogurt container on its side and let Toady go.

“Goodbye, Toadster!” said Rocky.

“Watch out for acid rain!” said Frank. Toady blinked once, then bloomp! He plopped into the water. In one, two, three bubbles, Toady was gone.

“Nice sendoff,” said Frank.

“It’s for a good cause,” said Rocky.

“Toadly awesome!” said Judy.

Rocky and Frank went home. She, Judy Moody, was on her way to making the world a better place. The Toad Pee Club had taken one small step for toadkind and one giant leapfrog for humankind.

It took Stink one hour and twenty-eight minutes to notice that Toady was missing. Endangered, as in G-O-N-E, gone.

“Toady’s gone?” asked Stink. “Oh, no! What if he got swallowed by a snake? Or gobbled by a giant hawk? It’s all my fault for leaving him in the tent. Why didn’t you do something?”

“I did,” said Judy, and she broke the good news about letting Toady go to make the planet a better place.

If Stink were a poison dart frog, he would have spit poison at Judy. If Stink were a volcano, he would have spewed lava.

“It’s not fair!” Stink moaned. “Toady was my pet!”

“Toady belonged to all the members of the Toad Pee Club.”

“But I took care of him mostly,” said Stink. “How can letting him go make the world a better place? It makes it a worse place if you ask me.”

“Stink, you’d be pond scum if you kept Toady locked up in that aquarium,” said Judy. “That aquarium is like being in jail.”

“You’re gonna be in jail as soon as I tell Mom and Dad.”

“Look at it this way. Toady gets to be free and now there will be even more toads. Don’t you get it?”

“I get that you stole my toad.”

Sometimes Stink could be as stubborn as a hard-headed hornbill.

“Now we don’t even have a mascot for our club,” said Stink.

Judy grabbed Mouse. “Mouse could be our new mascot!”

“The Mouse Pee Club? I don’t think so,” said Stink. “See? If it wasn’t for Toady, there wouldn’t even be a Toad Pee Club.”

“There will be other toads to pee on us, Stink. I promise.”

“I’m still telling,” said Stink.

The next day, Judy came home from school and climbed a tree.

She, Judy Moody, was in Trouble with a capital T. Why was her whole family mad at her for letting a toad go free? She was just doing her part to save the world.

Stink saw her up in the tree. “Hey. No fair! Mom and Dad said you had to go straight to your room!”

“This is my room,” Judy said. “I’m going to live up here now. Like Julia Butterfly Hill.”

“Who?”

“The girl who lived in a tree for two years. Mr. Todd told us. They were going to cut down some ancient redwoods in California. So Julia Butterfly Hill climbed one of the trees and stayed there. They couldn’t cut down a tree with a person in it. She even named the tree Luna.”

“You can’t just live in a tree, Judy,” said Stink.

“Judy Monarch Moody to you.”

“Oh, brother,” said Stink.

“If I live in this tree, newspapers will come. And TV people. Everybody will learn how important trees are. I’ll call my tree Luna Two.”

“How about luna-tic,” said Stink.

“Hardee-har-har,” said Judy. “Stink, you will have to be the gofer.”

“Gopher? A gopher sounds like a rat.”

“An important rat,” said Judy. “Go get