“Hey Midge!” called Booker-T as he
walked into the yard at Midge's house. “Hello!”
He didn't see or hear Midge so he
quickly walked to the back yard and poked his head through the doggie
door. Looking around the kitchen, he didn't see Midge. Her bowl of
food sat on the floor near the refrigerator. He crawled into the
kitchen and hurried to the living room.
“Hi Booker-T,” said Snappy as he
pushed his nose against the glass. “What are you doing?”
“Hey there Snappy,” smiled
Booker-T as he leaped into the chair beside the table where Snappy's
home tank sat. “Where is Midge this morning?”
“I think she is still sleeping,”
said Snappy. “She hasn't come out of the bedroom.”
“Is she sick?” asked Booker-T.
“It is not like Midge to sleep this late.”
“She was awake late last night,”
said Snappy.
“What was she doing?” asked
Booker-T.
“She was watching TV with our
owner,” said Snappy. “They were talking about something called a
tourist spot.”
“What is a tourist spot?” asked
Booker-T.
“It is a place for tourists to
come and visit,” said Midge as she entered the room. “Hi
Booker-T. I heard your question to Snappy.”
“What is a tourist?” asked
Booker-T. “I never heard of a tourist.”
“I don't know,” said Midge. “I
think they are people or animals.”
“What kind of people or animals
are tourists?” asked Booker-T.
“I don't know,” said Midge.
“Can we go see the tourists?”
asked Booker-T. “I want to see one.”
“Lets go see if Jake wants to go
with us,” said Midge.
“Maybe he knows what a tourist
is,” smiled Booker-T.
“Okay,” said Midge.
The two hurried through the
kitchen and out the doggie door. “Don't you want to eat your
breakfast first?” asked Booker-T as they stood outside in the back
yard.
“I forgot about breakfast,”
said Midge. “Come on back inside so I can eat first.”
They went back inside and Booker-T
sat down and waited for Midge to eat before they went to Jake's
house. As they walked along the sidewalk, Booker-T kept looking
around at the people they saw walking along the sidewalks.
“What are you doing?” asked
Midge.
“I was trying to see if anyone
was a tourist,” said Booker-T.
“How do you know if you see one?”
asked Midge.
“I don't know,” said Booker-T.
“Do you think a tourist is one of those aliens you wanted to see?”
“Maybe that is what they are,”
smiled Midge. “
“Do we have a tourist spot here
in our town?” asked Booker-T.
“I don't know,” said Midge.
“Maybe Jake will know. Lets hurry. I want to see on of those
tourists.”
They hurried in through the gate at
Jake's house and ran to the porch where they found Jake sleeping on
the swing.
“Hey Jake!” said Midge. “What
are you doing?”
“My favorite thing,” smiled
Jake.
“What is your favorite thing?”
asked Midge.
“Sleeping,” laughed Jake.
“Do you want to go to the zoo
today and see what animals are there?” asked Midge.
“Maybe they have tourists at the
zoo,” said Booker-T. “Do you know what a tourist is Jake?”
“No,” said Jake. “What kind
of animal is a tourist?”
“Maybe that is what they are,
Midge,” said Booker-T. “Some kind of animal that we haven't seen
before.”
“I wonder if Gabby ever saw a
tourist before,” said Midge. “You know he goes all over town and
maybe he has seen a tourist.”
“He might know,” said Jake.
“Lets go to the zoo and see what animals are there.”
“Do you think Gabby will be at
the zoo?” asked Midge.
“Maybe,” said Jake. “Sometimes
he goes to see what animals are there.”
“Lets go,” said Booker-T.
The three hurried along the
sidewalk going to the zoo. They stood at the door of the zoo and
looked around for Gabby. “I don't see him anywhere,” said Midge.
“Do you want to see what animals
are in here?” asked Booker-T.
“Lets look outside first and see
if Gabby is out there,” said Midge. “Gabby! Gabby! Are you
here somewhere?”
They stood looking at the trees
but no Gabby. As they started to walk back inside the zoo, Gabby
came flying down out of the tree and landed on Jake's head. He
leaned over and looked in Jake's face.
“Hey Jake,” laughed Gabby.
“What are you doing?”
“We were looking for you, Gabby,”
said Midge.
“Well, here is am,” smiled
Gabby. “What is going on?”
“Do you know what a tourist is?”
asked Booker-T.
“A tourist?” asked Gabby.
“Yes,” said Midge. “Do you
know what a tourist is?”
“I never heard of a tourist,”
said Gabby. “What is it? A different kind of animal?”
“We don't know,” said Midge.
“We were hoping you knew.”
“Where did you hear about a
tourist?” asked Gabby.
“On TV when my owner was
watching a show,” said Midge.
“Did they show what a tourist
is?” asked Gabby.
“No,” said Midge.
“We came to the zoo to see if
there are any animals here called Tourist,” said Booker-T.
“Did you see any?” asked
Gabby.
“No,” said Midge.
“Maybe the tourist is a house
pet like you are,” suggested Gabby.
“I didn't think of that,”
said Jake. “Maybe it's some kind of dog.”
“Or it could be a cat,”
smiled Booker-T.
“How will we know?” asked
Midge. “We can't ask our owners.”
“I don't know,” said Gabby.
“I will listen around and maybe someone will be talking about this
tourist animal.”
“Maybe you can find them at the
tourist spot,” said Jake.
“Where is a tourist spot?”
asked Gabby. “I don't know if we have a tourist spot here in
town.”
“How do we know where it is if
we don't know what it is?” asked Booker-T.
“What did they say on TV about
the tourist spot?” asked Jake.
“They said something about a
tourist spot opening here in town,” said Midge. “But they didn't
say where or when.”
“I'll fly around town and see
if they are doing any building somewhere,” said Gabby.
“Is the water park across from
my house a tourist spot?” asked Midge.
“I think it is just a water
park,” said Jake. “I never heard anyone call it a tourist spot.”
“You know Jake,” said Midge.
“People sure confuse me. Lets go see the animals here in the zoo
and then go home and eat.”
“Okay,” said Jake. “Lets
go.”
They went inside to see what
animals were there.
