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stop. Amos bounced off the side and landed seat-first on top of Scruff’s box.
    Scruff grabbed a mouthful of Amos’s rear end.
    “Yeeoow!”
    The truck doors flew open. The driver held a spotlight on them.
    “What’s going on back here?” Dr. Keene and the driver stared at them. The fake doctor stepped up in the truck. “I know you boys. You work down at the pound.”
    “Yes, sir.” Dunc moved forward and tried to cover. “And that’s exactly why we’re here. You see, we believe in the personal touch. We always travel to the first home of each and every dog that leaves the pound. We feel we owe it to the animals to make sure they get a good home with—”
    The other man reached for Dunc. “Getout of there, squirt. You too.” He motioned for Amos to follow. “The boss ain’t gonna be too happy about this.”
    “What is it that I won’t be happy about?”
    The boys turned.
    It was Ms. Craig from the pound. Sort of—only she didn’t wear glasses, and her hair wasn’t gray. Instead she had long blond hair and wore an evening gown. She had big diamond rings on every finger.
    “Them.” The man pointed to Dunc and Amos. “We got ourselves some stowaways, Ms. Van Buren. What you want I should do with ’em?”
    Dunc didn’t give her a chance to answer. He reached for the latch of the nearest cage. A big dog lunged for his freedom, barely missing Ms. Van Buren when he hit the ground.
    Amos joined in. They unlatched cage after cage until every dog in the truck was free.
    “Catch them! Catch my dogs!” Ms. Van Buren screamed and ran after the escapingdogs in her high heels. “My precious dogs. Stop them!”
    From out of nowhere the police appeared. A squad car blocked the exit, and five uniformed officers grabbed the driver and Ms. Van Buren and placed them under arrest.
    Amos jumped down from the back of the truck. “Boy, are we glad to see you guys.” He pointed at Dr. Keene. “While you’re at it, arrest him too. He’s in on this up to his eyebrows.”
    “I’ll decide who to arrest around here.” The door of one of the police cars opened. Judge Simmons stepped out. He pointed a long bony finger directly at Dunc and Amos. “Officers, arrest those two.”

Amos sat on the floor in Dunc’s room with his chin in his hand. “What a rip-off. The first time I’ve ever been arrested, and they didn’t even fingerprint me.”
    “That’s because technically we were never really under arrest.” Dunc sat down beside him. “The judge only said that because you were about to blow Officer Keene’s cover.”
    “I’m still not sure I understand why he was impersonating a veterinarian anyway.”
    “Like the judge said, he pretended to bea doctor so he could get inside Ms. Van Buren’s organization. He found out she raises show dogs and was so anxious to own winners that she hired people to steal dogs for her. She used the city pound as a holding place until she could transport them to her kennel in the country.”
    Amos frowned. “How did Doc Woods fit into all this?”
    “Since he’s a real veterinarian, Officer Keene went to him for advice. He needed to find out what kinds of dogs Ms. Van Buren would be interested in.”
    “I’m glad he wasn’t a criminal.” Amos stood up. “Well, I guess it’s time.”
    Dunc looked at his watch. “Yeah. We better get down there.”
    “I still don’t think the judge should have sentenced us if we weren’t ever really arrested.”
    “I guess he got upset because we showed up at the raid last night and things started moving a little faster than they planned.”
    “A little?”
    “Okay, a lot. But two months’ community service at the dog pound won’t hurt us. My dad says it will mold our characters.”
    “My dad said something different, but I can’t repeat it.” Amos stretched. “I just wish the judge hadn’t told Fifi’s owner that we wanted to donate all the reward money to the city pound. I had my eye on something special for Melissa down at