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Zusatztext These books...are likely to improve the reader's mood by a good bit. —Washington Post Judy is an endearing mix of precocious and familiar with just the right amount of exaggeration. —School Library Journal Mysteries and Moody! a winning combination. —Booklist Informationen zum Autor Megan McDonald is the creator of the popular and award-winning Judy Moody and Stink series. She is also the author of three Sisters Club stories, Ant and Honey Bee: A Pair of Friends at Halloween, and many other books for children. She lives in Sebastopol, California. Peter H. Reynolds is the illustrator of the Judy Moody and Stink books and the author-illustrator of The Dot, Ish, So Few of Me, and Rose’s Garden. He lives in Dedham, Massachusetts. Klappentext It's an honest-to-jeepers mystery! Agent Judy Drewdy sets out to solve the case of the missing puppy when a canine-cop-in-training vanishes into thin air. Judy Moody is in a mood. A sleuthing, Nancy Drew kind of mood. So what's a WBMS (world's best mystery solver) to do? Go find a mystery, that's what! And she doesn't have to snoop for long: when Mr. Chips, a beloved crime-dog-in-training, goes missing, Judy Drewdy and her chums, agents Dills Pickle (Frank), Spuds Houdini (Rocky), and James Madagascar (Stink) find themselves smack-dab in the middle of a reallife, scare-your-pants-off whodunit. Was Mr. Chips stolen by dirty dognappers? And why are chocolate-chip cookies disappearing all over town? Watch out for red herrings—along with clever references to classic Nancy Drew mysteries—as Eagle Eye Moody and company are hot on the case!"It was a dark and stormy night. Rain slashed the window. Lightning flashed and thunder crashed. Spooky shadows like giant teeth danced across the walls. Tick-tock, tick-tock went the old clock, thumping like a scary heartbeat. Quiet as a ghost, she climbed the dark, dark stairs. In her bare feet, she tiptoed down the dark, dark hallway to the dark, dark door. She tapped one, two, three times, signaling in Morse code. Just then, the door creaked open. KNOCK-KNOCK." "AAHHH!" screamed Judy from under the covers of her top bunk bed. She let go of the Mood Libs tablet she'd been writing in. It sailed through the air, bonking Stink on the noggin. "Ouch!" yelled Stink, rubbing his head. "Watch the brains! You're gonna give me an egg on my head." "You already are an egghead, Stink," Judy teased. "Well, you didn't have to throw the book at me." "At least it wasn't the encyclopedia. That's what you get for scaring the pants off me while I was writing a spooky Mood Libs story." "Why are you under the covers? It's the middle of the day." "Nancy Drew says a person should never be afraid of the dark. So I was practicing." "Why do you have a flashlight?" "A good detective always keeps a flashlight under her pillow." "Does Nancy Drew do that?" "Hel-lo! Haven't you read THE MESSAGE IN THE HOLLOW OAK?" "I'm not a Nancy Drew cuckoo-head like some people!" "Can I help it if I'm trying to read all fifty-six original Nancy Drew classics?" Stink waved the Mood Libs book at her. "Does Nancy Drew throw stuff at her brother, too?" "Nancy Drew doesn't have a brother. But if she did, I'm sure she'd throw stuff if he scared the jeepers out of her." "Jeepers?" "That's Nancy Drew talk, Stink. Get a clue." "Do Nancy Drew mysteries have any stuff that blows up? Good mysteries have stuff that blows up. Like boats or cakes or maybe exploding motorcycles?" "No, Stink. Nancy Drew mysteries have old clocks and hidden diaries and squeaky steps and stuff." "Oh," said Stink. He did not sound one teeny bit scared. He sounded a teeny bit bored. "But Nancy Drew mysteries do have stuff like exploding oranges and flaming roc...
