into you at Dr. Mike’s,” his father said.
“Can I call Howard and tell him?”
“Sure,” said his mother. “But wait until after dinner.”
There were footsteps on the back porch. Then Dr. Mike opened the screen door. She held a sack of dog treats in her arms. “Hello! Did I miss the surprise?”
“No. You’re just in time,” said Grandpa Stewie.
“We were starting dinner, but the dog couldn’t keep still,” Billy’s father said. He put Sarah back in her high chair.
“Sit down,” said Mrs. Getten. “Let me introduce you to my parents.”
“I’ve already met Grandpa Stewie.” Dr. Mike smiled.
The family and Dr. Mike started dinner again. The dog settled down underneath Billy’s chair.
Billy took a second piece of corn. Disheswere passed around. The silverware clattered.
“What are you going to call him?” Dr. Mike asked.
“I don’t know.” Billy leaned over and slipped the dog a biscuit.
All of a sudden a little voice said, “Stew-ee.”
“Did you hear that?” Billy’s mother looked at the baby. “She said a real word.”
“My name! I’m honored.” Grandpa Stewie chuckled.
“Sarah,” her father said. “Say, ‘Daddy.’ ” He pointed to himself.
Sarah looked at her father. Then she leaned over the side of her high chair. She pointed to Billy’s dog. “Stew-ee. Stew-ee,” she said.
Billy looked at his sister and then at his dog. “You know what? I think Sarah just gave him a great name. Good Sarah!” Billy laughed. Then he slipped her a dog biscuit too.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
When she was growing up, BETSY SACHS and her brother did pray for a dog but got a baby sister instead. They also had a cousin who ate dog biscuits. About
The Boy Who Ate Dog Biscuits
, Betsy Sachs says, “All I had to do was put the pieces together and I had a story.” She lives in Waterbury, Connecticut.
ABOUT THE ILLUSTRATOR
MARGOT APPLE has illustrated dozens of books for children, including
Sheep in a Jeep
, her most recent picture book. She lives with her husband in the country outside Ashfield, Massachusetts, where she is always taking in stray cats. She now has five.