Bogusville is a small town. Theyâre sure to find me. I guess Iâll just have to confess.â
âCome on now, talk!â Fiona Fullstop said, bending down. âWe heard you do it! Come on, Sylvia, talk!â
âSylvia?â Selby thought.
âYes, talk, Sylvia!â Davina demanded.
âThis cat is a goldmine!â Fiona said, pushing Selby out of the way to get to the cat box. âIâm going to sell this story for millions and billions of dollars! Hey! Who let that dog in here?! Out of the way, you!â
Selby watched as Fiona Fullstop grabbed the cat box and barged out the side door of the theatre with Davina close behind. In a second theyâd sped away.
âIt was all a bit of a shemozzle,â Mrs Trifle said to Dr Trifle when she got home. âThe book launch was cancelled. By the time I got there the author had run off, taking her cat with her.â
âShe probably just didnât want to be embarrassed when her cat didnât talk,â Dr Trifle said. âEveryone knows that animals canât talk.â
âI donât know,â Mrs Trifle said, giving Selby a good scratch under the chin. âSometimes I get the feeling that Selby understands every word we say. Isnât that true, Selby?â
âI could answer that,â Selby thought, sighing secretly at the thoughts of the wonderful times heâd hoped to have with Sylvia, âbut I wonât â not yet, anyway.â
Paw note: See âSelby in Loveâ in the book
Selby Screams
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See âSelby Lovestruckâ in the book
Selby Snowbound
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Paw note: See âSelby Smittenâ in the book
Selby Snaps!
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You Lucky Dog, You!
âWhatâs this game on TV with the balls and the numbers?â Dr Trifle asked as he watched a red ball with a number on it roll down a tube.
âItâs called a lottery, dear,â Mrs Trifle said.
âA lottery? Do people win money or something?â
âYes. They buy a ticket with numbers on it. If their numbers come up they can win millions of dollars.â
Dr Trifle scratched his head, then said, âWhat do they do with the money?â
âI guess they buy houses and yachts and they travel.â
âIt all sounds pretty silly to me.â
âI agree,â said Mrs Trifle. âBut some people enjoy just the betting part. They feel good when they think they can win and they feel bad when they lose. And if they do win then they jump up and down and scream. They like it when their feelings go up and down like a roller-coaster.â
âWell, I donât,â Dr Trifle said. âI feel good just the way I am.â
âOh, how Iâd love to win millions of dollars,â Selby thought as he lay nearby. âBut what would I do with the money? I donât really
need
anything. I have something that no amount of money can buy. Iâve got the wonderful Trifles to look after me.â
Selby watched another ball roll down and stop.
âBut wait,â he thought. â
Iâve
got everything I need, but how about all the poor people who havenât? If I won millions of dollars, I think Iâd give it away. That would make me feel really good. What am I thinking?, I canât buy a lottery ticket anyway.â
Selby was right. He couldnât buy a lottery ticket. But that didnât mean he couldnât find one â which is exactly what happened â¦
*Â *Â *
Two days later, Selby was out for his morning walk. Heâd just passed the Bogusville Newsagency, and there it was on the ground.
âA lottery ticket,â he thought. âSomeone must have dropped it. And they didnât write their name on it so I canât give it back. Hey, this is going to be fun!â
That evening the Trifles went out and Selby lay in front of the TV watching the coloured balls roll down.
âOkay,â Selby thought, âI want the first one to be seventeen,