The next morning, I woke up to a pair of

singing birds. The sun warmed my fur. I

stretched. For the first time since I’d arrived

in the jungle, I felt great. But what was

different about today? I just couldn’t put my

paw on it. Then it hit me—a bucketful of

icy water

right in my snout!

Penelope Poisonfur snickered, then she

barked out orders. “LINE UP! she

squeaked. “Today you will learn to use a

compass. Each of you must find your way to

our next CAMPSITE before nightfall. And you

must do it on your own!”

I shuddered.

“BUT I'M AFRAID TO BE LEFT ON MY OWN IN THE FOREST!"

I cried. Too late. Everyone had already left.

DAY 4: THURSDAY

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