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Updated: April 30, 2025
"We'll talk about it as soon as your father comes home," said Mrs. Bobbsey, for her husband had stopped on the way from the houseboat dock, where the family had lately landed, to go to his lumber office for a little while. "Let Snoop out!" begged little Flossie. "Snoop's tired of being shut up in that box."
Then he poured a little turpentine around each of the four feet of the cat, where her paws were held fast in the varnish. In a little while the varnish had softened, and Mr. Bobbsey could lift Snoop up and hand her to his wife. Then he took up the board, and washed from Snoop's paws what remained of the varnish.
Flossie exclaimed, as the wagon rumbled along so close to the low trees that Bert could reach out and pick horse-chestnut blossoms. "My, how sweet it is!" said Dinah, as she sniffed audibly, enjoying the freshness of the country. Freddie was on the seat with Uncle Dan and had Snoop's box safe in his arms. He wanted to let the cat see along the road, but everybody protested.
Here comes the water!" cried Freddie, as he started the pump working. Then a stream shot out, right toward the cat and turkey. It was the best plan that could have been tried for separating them. With a howl and a yowl Snoop pulled his claws loose from where they were tangled up in the turkey's feathers. With a final gobble, the turkey let go of Snoop's tail.
"Oh, mercy me!" screamed the lady, as she awoke with Snoop's tail whisking over her face. "Goodness, gracious! what is that?" and before she had fully recovered from the shock she actually jumped up on the chair, like the funny pictures of a woman and a mouse. The people around could not help laughing, but Freddie and the other Bobbseys were frightened. "Oh, will they kill Snoop now?"
Both children ran to where Snoop was making the acquaintance of a pussy friend. The cats seemed to like one another and the strange one let the little twins pet it as it lapped some milk from Snoop's saucer. A little later Dinah called Flossie and Freddie into the house to have a glass of milk and some bread and jam, for it was past lunch time. The small twins came willingly enough.
Snoop came over to him, and the two animals sniffed at each other, Mrs. Bobbsey holding Snap by the collar. Then, to the surprise of all, Snoop rubbed against the legs of the dog, and, on his part, Snap, wagging his tail in friendly, welcoming fashion, put out his red tongue and licked Snoop's fur. "He's kissing Snoop! He's kissing Snoop!" cried Freddie.
I wouldn't be that kind," He had always wanted to be a fireman who helps to put out fires. "Oh, this is another kind," his father explained, just then coming up in readiness for the start. "I guess Snoop's afraid," Freddie whispered to his mother, while he peeped into the little box where Snoop was peacefully purring.
We can each carry something." "I'll carry Snoop," exclaimed Freddie. He hurried down the aisle to where the cook was now standing, intending to get the box containing his pet cat "Where's Snoop, Dinah?" he asked. "Heah he am!" she said, lifting up the slat-box. "He ain't made a sound in all dis confusion, nuther." The next moment Freddie gave a cry of dismay: "Snoop's gone!" he wailed.
Then Snap, holding Snoop's head well up out of the water, started back for the houseboat. "Good old Snap!" called Mr. Bobbsey. Snap wanted to bark and wag his tail, as he always did when any one spoke pleasantly to him, but he knew if he opened his mouth to bark now, he would have to drop Snoop. And Snap had hard enough work swimming, without trying to wag his tail. On he came toward the boat.
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