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soothing way. “Besides, I’m sure Zach is going to fix it right now. Right, Zach?”
    â€œRight.” Zach was already bent over the tablet again.
    Janey was tempted to grab it away from him. But she decided to give Zach one more chance.
    And ten minutes later, she was glad. Zach got rid of the dinosaur and adjusted a fewother things. Now the blog looked perfect!
    â€œThere,” Zach said, pressing a key on-screen. “You’re live. Kids should be able to see the blog now.”
    â€œThanks, Zach!” Janey took her tablet back and smiled at the screen. “I can’t wait for the cute pet pictures to start coming in!”

    â€œHow’s the blog going, sweetheart?” Janey’s father asked the next day as Janey helped him clear the lunch dishes.
    â€œFab.” Janey dropped a handful of silverware into the dishwasher. Then she hurried back to the table and picked up her tablet. “People are already posting tons of awesome pictures! This one’s my favorite so far.”
    She scrolled down and showed him aphoto of an adorable black-and-white cat leaping at a butterfly. Her father chuckled.
    â€œVery cute,” he agreed. He checked his watch. “Ready to head over to Lolli’s? I want to be back here before the game starts on TV.”
    Janey nodded. She’d made plans to spend Sunday afternoon over at Lolli’s house so they could write the next blog entry together. Janey was planning to post every few days with her thoughts about animals and anything else she could think of to write about. She was also going to choose her favorite photos in several categories—cutest pet, funniest pose, best action shot, and other stuff like that. She figured that would encourage people to keep sending photos.
    It took about ten minutes to drive to Lolli’s farm on the edge of town. Soon the Whitfields’ car was bumping and jangling up the Simpsons’ long gravel driveway. There was an orchard on one side, and a pasture on the other with two goats and a sheep in it. Usually Janey liked to stop and say hello to the animals, but today she just waved at them as the car passed.
    â€œHave fun,” her father said as he stopped in front of the Simpsons’ two-story, pointy-roofed farmhouse. The wooden porch sagged a little, and a small flock of chickens was pecking at the dandelions growing on the front lawn. It was very different from the Whitfields’ tidy suburban home. But Janey thought the farmhouse was beautiful. She and Lolli had helpedMrs. Simpson paint the shutters a gorgeous shade of sky blue. And everywhere she looked, something was blooming.
    As Janey climbed out of the car, the front door opened. Roscoe bounded out, barking happily.

    â€œHey, buddy!” Janey greeted Roscoe as he almost crashed into her.
    Lolli was right behind Roscoe. She waved to Janey’s father as he drove away. Then she grabbed Roscoe by the collar and pulled him away from Janey.
    â€œLeave her alone, Roscoe,” she said. “You’ll make her drop her tablet!”
    â€œDon’t worry, I’m holding on tight,” Janey said with a laugh. “Ready to see more cute pictures?”
    Just then the tablet let out a ping. “Ooh!” Lolli said. “Does that mean someone else just posted a photo?”
    â€œUh-huh. We should try to guess what kind of animal it will be this time,” Janeysaid, holding her hand over the screen. “I’ll guess that it’s a fluffy long-haired cat.”
    â€œI guess it’s, um, a cute potbelly pig,” Lolli said with a giggle.
    â€œAnd the answer is…” Janey moved her hand and looked.
    Then she gasped. The picture wasn’t of a cat, or of a potbelly pig, either. It wasn’t anything cute at all.
    It showed a cowering, matted, skinny little gray dog chained in a bare yard.

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    â€œOh, it’s horrible!” Janey blurted out. She wished she