Can’t get enough of Billy and the Hoove?

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GHOST BUDDY

HOW TO SCARE THE PANTS OFF YOUR PETS

 

 

Billy awoke with a jolt, not because of the sound of Hoover’s voice, but because of the sudden change in Stormy’s position. The cat was no longer curled in Billy’s lap, but standing on all four paws, her back arched and her mouth open, exposing all her teeth. The hair on her back stood straight up.

“Relax, Stormy,” Billy said. “That’s just the Hoove. He’s your new friend.”

Apparently, Stormy didn’t think so. She let out a long, low hiss and sprang from Billy’s lap, flying through the air in the direction of the Hoove. Her ears were flat against her head and her claws were out. If Hoover Porterhouse had been a real person, she would have landed smack on his chest. But since he was a ghost, she flew right through him and landed on the curtains covering Billy’s window. Hissing and growling and showing her teeth, she clutched onto the curtains, never taking her green eyes off the Hoove.

“She’s really sweet,” Billy called to the Hoove. “Reach out and pet her.”

“No way, Billy Boy. In case you hadn’t noticed, cats hate me. And I’m not a big fan of theirs either.”

“But this is Stormy. She’s going to live with us. And you’re going to grow to love each other.”

The Hoove looked over at the cat dangling from the curtains who was still hissing at him, batting the air with her sharp claws, and showing him her razor-sharp teeth. This sure didn’t look like love to him.