Sly the Sleuth and the Pet Mysteries (7 page)

Jack caught another frog.

We waited.

Melody's father drove into the driveway.

“Pong and I have to go inside now,” said Melody.

“I'll stay awhile,” said Jack. “Just to be sure.”

“You solved the case,” said Melody. “You can choose what baseball cards you want.”

“Tomorrow.” I picked up the bucket. “I'll bring these froggies to Brian now,” I said.

Melody smiled and went inside.

I pushed my way through the hedge.

Brian sat in my driveway, looking sad.

When he saw the bucket in my hand, he smiled. Just like Melody.

“Here,” I said. “Which one is Wilson?”

“They're all Wilson.”

“You mean you named each one Wilson?”

“No, they're all Wilson. All together.”

“You named all your frogs Wilson.” I looked down into the bucket. “Well, is Wilson complete now?”

“Let's see. One, two, six, nine, twenty, sixteen. Yup. That's Wilson.”

My third case fit, after all. It was the case of the Frog Dog.

Pong loves to jump like Wilson. Just for fun, Melody brought over Pong yesterday and Brian put one part of Wilson into the grass. Pong jumped like crazy.We all laughed.And no frog was hurt.

Everyone was happy. Except Taxi. She hissed at Pong.

Pong hid behind Melody.

Pong is a funny dog.

And that concludes my three pet cases. Each case was a success.

It's great being Sly the Sleuth.