Selby Snaps Read Free

bother Selby. Hmmm. I wonder where he’s got to.’
    ‘You’ll never guess,’ Selby thought.
    Selby had found the perfect hiding place high on top of the tall cabinet in the loungeroom.From there he could lie flat and peer down without being noticed.
    ‘No one’s going to look up to the ceiling to see a dog,’ he thought.
    ‘I don’t like this Halloween nonsense,’ Mrs Trifle said. ‘But, in case some children come around trick-or-treating, give them some lollies from the bowl by the door. You boys may have one each — but only one.’
    ‘Thank you, Auntie.’
    ‘Have you brought some videos to watch?’
    ‘Yes, Auntie,’ Willy said. ‘There’s one about some kids who go to a summer camp on a lake —’
    ‘And one about a party,’ Billy interrupted.
    ‘Yes, yes, very nice,’ Mrs Trifle said. ‘Goodness me, look at the time! Are you ready, dear? Now don’t get into mischief, boys, or you’ll be in big trouble with me and your mother, understand?’
    ‘Yes, Auntie,’ Willy and Billy said together.
    Within seconds of the Trifles leaving, Willy and Billy were fast-forwarding their way through their videos —
Scream at Camp Blood
and
Death Party IV
— only stopping to watch the gory bits.
    ‘Oh, mate!’ Willy squealed. ‘Look! That’s her head! Oh, cooool!’
    ‘This is so great!’ Billy squealed back. ‘Hey, let’s eat some lollies!’
    Willy and Billy sat there stuffing themselves with the trick-or-treat sweets and watching their videos.
    ‘How can they watch this stuff?’ Selby wondered. ‘How can they eat when they’re watching it? It makes me sick and I’m not even watching!’
    Soon Willy and Billy had fast-forwarded their way from one gruesome scene to another until they came to the end of the videos.
    ‘What are we going to do now?’ Billy asked.
    ‘Let’s look for that dumb-face poo poo doggie,’ Willy answered. ‘The one that talks.’
    ‘He doesn’t talk. Don’t kid me.’
    ‘Does!”
    ‘Doesn’t!’
    ‘I saw him talk!’ Willy said, pushing Billy.
    ‘You’re a liar!’ Billy said, pushing him back.
    ‘Am not!’
    ‘Hey,’ Billy said, suddenly changing tone. ‘Where are the masks?’
    ‘In the bag,’ Willy said, grabbing his skeleton mask and putting it on. ‘Let’s go trick-or-treating.’
    ‘Oh, goody!’ Billy said, putting on a devil mask. ‘If we go now we’ll be back before stupy Auntie comes home. Come on!’
    Willy and Billy darted out the door. Selby climbed down from the cabinet and grabbed the sweets bowl.
    ‘I can’t believe this!’ Selby thought. ‘Those little brats ate
all
the lollies!’
    Selby stared at the empty bowl, his mouth watering at the thought of sweets.
    ‘I just wanted one — maybe two,’ he thought. ‘Hang on, I’ve got an idea …’
    Selby dashed out the back door and climbed under the house till he found a big plastic bag.
    ‘It’s still here,’ he thought, taking the dog suit out.
    He quickly put on the suit and zipped it up. Then Selby snapped up the fastener at the top.
    In a minute he was strolling down the street with the empty plastic bag over his shoulder. Around him on the footpath were children in Halloween costumes.
    ‘Hi kids,’ Selby said, waving.
    ‘Hi mister doggy dog,’ a little girl answered. ‘Who are you?’
    ‘I’m a dog, that’s who I am.’ ‘Oh.’
    Selby chuckled.
    ‘This is so much fun,’ he thought. ‘Nobody would ever guess that there’s a dog in here. Now for some goodies.’
    Selby went up to a door and knocked.
    ‘Trick-or-treat,’ he said, when a woman came to the door.
    The woman smiled and put a handful of lollies in his bag.
    ‘What a nice costume you have, little boy,’ she said. ‘Or are you a little girl?’
    ‘Neither,’ Selby answered. ‘I’m a dog. But I’m a boy dog.’
    Ahead of him on the footpath Selby saw Bogusville’s two policemen — Sergeant Short and Constable Long.
    ‘It’s good that they’re out here keeping an eye on things,’