âYou
are
a dog, arenât you?â Jonah nodded. âUnlike any dog I have ever seen, and certainly not a king. Youâre too dirty to be a king.â Then it spotted the collar with the eye-catching tag. Its neck jerked back in awe and it squawked loudly. Jonah jumped in fear. âAre you a king, little dog?â
Jonah hoped the buzzard wouldnât know if he was lying. âY-yes, I am.â
âAnd where is your kingdom, little dog?â
âUmâ¦â Jonah didnât know what to say.
âJonah, where are you?! Youâre in big trouble, mister!â
The buzzard gave the dog a quick, evil grin and took off into the sky.
The screen door slammed and footsteps clapped on the porch. Peeking around the corner of the shed, Jonah saw the old lady walk around the back of the house. He made a run for the creaky, wooden porch as fast as he could. Climbing the steps, he hopped into a hole in the porch, the secret spot heâd used to hide from her so many times before.
CHAPTER FIVE
Meet King Benjamin
B ENJAMIN WALKED DOWN THE LONG DRIVEWAY. On his left a flock of mallard ducks swam near the cottonwood trees in the farcorner of his pond. They quacked loudly and flapped their wings in greeting.
âI canât understand you!â He lifted his arm to show his bare wrist. No collar. He felt so helpless when he couldnât understand the animals, much like when the crows stole the collar in Perslyâs Woods.
I hope I can still get in the fox den
. He passed the mailbox and smiled at the mouse sitting on the pile of sticks at the open hole of the den.
âHey, Squeak! Boy, am I glad to see you out here.â
âThank you, Your Majesty. Iâve been waiting for you for a while now. You see, we have a surprise visitor inside that sort of, uhâ¦just
dropped
in on us.â
Benjamin laughed. âSqueak, I donât have my collar so I canât understand you.â
âOhâ¦â The mouse watched him point to his wrist, bare of the kingâs collar. Then he followed the boy down the hole. Lightning bugs peppered the tunnelâs walls to guide him along, but heâd been through that passage so many times he could almost find his way in his sleep.
âHe can understand you?â Felix asked Clementine and Roscoe.
âYes, thatâs right. He is unlike any other human youâve ever met.â The pig heard steps and turned to see Benjamin and Squeakround the corner. The foxâs eyes lit up.
âHi, guys!â Benjamin waved.
âSire, we were hoping to see you today!â
Benjamin only heard oinks of excitement. âOkay, well, guys,â he clapped his hands together, âI donât know how to tell you this, butâ¦Iâve lost my collar again.â Embarrassed, he bit his bottom lip and squinted.
âOh, crap!â Roscoe cried in frustration. Clementine sighed loudly.
âLook, I know where it is, though. My mom gave it to some old ladyâs dog. But, I-Iâm gonna get it back, alright? I just donât know how yet.â He could tell his news wasnât what they wanted to hear. âI wanted to let you guys know that I wonât be able to talk to that pug tonight.â
âKing Benjamin, listen. There are a
thousand
others wanting to join our kingdomââ
âHe canât understand you, Roscoe.â
Benjamin laughed nervously at the odd conversation. âUh, my momâs waiting on me so I gotta go. Iâll get that collar back, I promise. Or should I say â
baaaah baaaah, oink oink!
ââ He patted them on their heads. âBye, Squeak.â They watched as he disappeared around the corner.
âHeâs awfully sure of himself, isnât he?â Roscoe frowned.
âI take it
that
was the King Benjamin who can understand you?â Felix snickered and shook his head in disbelief.
The boy walked through the tunnel thinking of ideas.
âOkay, I can