In this tale, Scooter tugs me along on his leash, as he nibble, nibble, nibbles on acorns he sniffs out as we take our daily walk. Those acorns must be awfully yummy! With a full belly and a satisfied grin, Scooter scoots off to his bed.
Uh-oh! Scratch, scratch, scratch. Steve and I wake up and wonder, "What is that sound?" We creep out of bed and search our yellow house. We find Scooter scratching his belly. His belly is red. Something is wrong...smiley Scooter is not smiley.
Steve and I must help Scooter. Scooter needs to smile again. What will we do?
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