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By Kirk Scroggs
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An extra noggy thanks to Ashley & Carolyn Grayson and Dav Pilkey.
And a super, nutmeg-sprinkled thanks to Harold Aulds and Diane and Corey Scroggs.
Hey, Lizard Breath!
Ladies and gentlemen, paleontologists, archeologists, and any other "ologist" out there . . . The Earth's crust is made up of many layers.
The top layer is rich in nutrients, minerals, and juicy earthworms. Under that is a layer of volcanic rock millions of years old. Beneath that is a layer of fluffy, delicious cherry marshmallow filling, and beneath that you'll find . . .
A terrifying dinosaur the size of a turnip truck!
Wait a minute! That's just a cute little lizard my best friend, Jubal, and I discovered out in the desert.
"Hey, little lady," I said.
"Let's name her Lupe," said Jubal, "after my crazy great-aunt from El Paso."
You see, we were riding through the Saddlesore Mountains on horseback with my Grampa, Gramma, and Merle, the cat. We were in search of buried treasure, dinosaur bones, and rugged adventure.
"Actually, I'd rather search for a Slurpee or maybe an air-conditioned ice cream parlor," said Grampa.
Lupe the lizard guided us to an old abandoned aluminum foil mine called Nostril Caverns.
"This place looks strangely familiar," said Grampa. "I feel like I've been here before, but I can't quite put my finger on it."
We made our way through the caverns. It was dark, dank, dangerous, and drippy.
We climbed over stalagmites, which point up, ducked under stalactites, which point down, and climbed a rock shaped like Grampa, which was pretty pointless.
"Stay close to me, people!" said Grampa. "Pay no mind to that crunching sound beneath your feet. It's just thousands of albino cave beetles. And don't worry — they don't eat people. They feed on the guano from the millions of blood-sucking bats that are suspended above us. Now let's enjoy the rest of our hike."
"Look!" I shouted. "There's a complete brontosaurus skeleton embedded in that rock. This is the discovery of a lifetime!"
"What would happen if I tugged on this?" asked Grampa as he jiggled a leg bone that was sticking out of the rock.
"Noooo!" I yelled. "Stop pulling his leg!"
But it was too late.
- On Sale
- Jan 1, 2009
- Page Count
- 112 pages
- Little, Brown Books for Young Readers