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    Dog Days (Diary of a Wimpy Kid, Book 4)

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      Dad was out of the room, because Dad doesn’t

      like it when I have sleepovers on a “work night.”

      Last summer Rowley spent the night at my

      house, and we slept in the basement.

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      I made sure Rowley took the bed that was closest

      to the furnace room, because that room really

      freaks me out. I figured if anything came out of

      there in the middle of the night, it would grab

      Rowley first and I’d have a five-second head

      start to escape.

      At about 1:00 in the morning, we heard something

      in the furnace room that scared the living daylights

      out of us.

      It sounded like a little ghost girl or something,

      and it said —

      i’m hiding…

      can you

      find me?

      Me and Rowley practically trampled each other to

      death trying to get up the basement stairs.

      26

      We burst into Mom and Dad’s room, and I

      told them our house was haunted and we had

      to move immediately.

      Dad didn’t seem convinced, and he went down to

      the basement and walked right into the furnace

      room. Me and Rowley stayed about ten feet back.

      I was pretty sure Dad wasn’t going to get out

      of there alive. I heard some rustling and a few

      bumps, and I was ready to make a run for it.

      thunk

      whump

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      But a few seconds later he came back out with one

      of Manny’s toys, a doll named Hide-and-Seek Harry.

      peekaboo!

      Last night me and Rowley waited for Mom and

      Dad to go to bed, and then we watched our

      movie. Technically, I was the only one who

      watched it, because Rowley had his eyes and ears

      covered the whole entire time.

      chips

      28

      The movie was about this muddy hand that goes

      around the country killing people. And the last

      person who sees the hand is always the next victim.

      crawl

      crawl

      The special effects were really cheesy, and I

      wasn’t even scared until the very end. That’s

      when the twist came.

      After the muddy hand strangled its last victim,

      it came crawling straight at the screen, and

      then the screen went black. At first I was a

      little confused, but then I realized it meant the

      next victim was gonna be me.

      I turned the tv off, and then I described

      the whole movie to Rowley from beginning to end.

      29

      Well, I must’ve done a pretty good job telling the

      story, because Rowley got even more freaked-out

      than I was.

      I knew we couldn’t go to Mom and Dad this

      time because they’d ground me if they found out

      we watched a horror movie. But we didn’t feel

      safe in the basement, so we spent the rest of

      the night in the upstairs bathroom with the

      lights on.

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      I just wish we had managed to stay awake the

      whole night, because when Dad found us in the

      morning, it wasn’t a pretty scene.

      Dad wanted to know what was going on, and

      I had to fess up. Dad told Mom, so now I’m

      just waiting to hear how long I’m gonna be

      grounded for. But to be honest with you, I’m a

      lot more worried about this muddy hand than

      any punishment Mom can dream up.

      I thought about it, though, and I realized

      there’s only so much ground a muddy hand can

      cover in a day.

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      So hopefully that means I have a little while

      longer to live.

      Tuesday

      Yesterday, Mom lectured me about how boys my

      age watch too many violent movies and play too

      many video games, and that we don’t know what

      Real entertainment is.

      I just stayed quiet, because I wasn’t sure

      exactly where she was going with all this.

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      Then Mom said that she was gonna start a

      “reading club” for the boys in the neighborhood so

      she could teach us about all the great literature we

      were missing out on.

      I begged Mom to just give me a regular punishment

      instead, but she wouldn’t budge.

      So today was the first meeting of the Reading

      Is Fun Club. I felt kind of bad for all the boys

      whose moms made them come.

      reading is fun

      33

      I was just glad Mom didn’t invite Fregley, this

      weird kid who lives up the street, because he’s

      been acting stranger than usual lately.

      wanna hear

      about my

      “hygiene issues”?

      I’m starting to think maybe Fregley’s a little

      dangerous, but luckily he doesn’t really leave his

      front yard during the summer. I think his parents

      must have an electrical fence or something.

      Anyway, Mom told everyone to bring their

      favorite book to today’s meeting so we could pick

      one and discuss it. All the guys laid their books

      on the table, and everyone seemed pretty happy

      with the selection except Mom.

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      wasp

      a major

      motion

      picture

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      pop-up

      sharks

      Mom said the books we brought weren’t “real”

      literature and that we were gonna have to

      start with the “classics.”

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      Then she brought out a bunch of books that she

      must’ve had since she was a kid.

      little women

      THE YEARLING

      old yeller

      Anne

      of green gables

      These are the exact same types of books our

      teachers are always pushing us to read at school.

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      They have a program where if you read a “classic”

      in your free time, they reward you with a sticker

      of a hamburger or something like that.

      I don’t know who they think they’re fooling.

      You can get a sheet of a hundred stickers down

      at the arts-and-crafts store for fifty cents.

      I’m not really sure what makes a book a “classic”

      to begin with, but I think it has to be at least

      fifty years old and some person or animal has to

      die at the end.

      Mom said if we didn’t like the books she picked

      out, we could go on a field trip to the library

      and find something we all agreed on. But that

      won’t work for me.

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      See, when I was eight years old I borrowed a

      book from the library, and then I forgot all about

      it. I found the book a few years later behind my

      desk, and I figured I must’ve owed about two

      thousand dollars in late fees on that thing.

      So I buried the book in a box of old comics in my

      closet, and that’s where it is to this day. I haven’t

      been back to the library since then, but I kno
    w if

      I ever do show up, they’ll be waiting for me.

      Greg heffley, you are

      under arrest for

      failing to return “how

      to make sock puppets.”

      fictio

      return

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      In fact, I get nervous if I even see a librarian.

      is that

      you, susan?

      pat? it’s

      been such

      a long

      time!

      I asked Mom if we could get a second chance to

      pick out a book on our own, and she said we

      could. We’re supposed to meet again tomorrow and

      bring our new selections with us.

      Wednesday

      Well, the membership of the Reading Is Fun

      Club took a big hit overnight. Most of the guys

      who came yesterday bailed out, and now there’s

      only two of us.

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      Rowley brought two books along with him.

      How to Find

      Garden

      Faeries

      Me & My

      Mommy

      Silly

      Playgroup

      Activities

      The book I picked was the ninth volume in the

      “Magick and Monsters: Dark Realms” series. I

      figured Mom would like it because it’s pretty long

      and there aren’t any pictures.

      Shadowdoom

      dark realms

      Volume 9

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      But Mom didn’t like my book. She said she didn’t

      approve of the illustration on the cover because

      she didn’t like the way it portrayed women.

      I’ve read “Shadowdoom,” and from what I can

      remember, there aren’t even any women in the

      story. In fact, I kind of wonder if the person

      who designed the cover even Read the book.

      Anyway, Mom said that she was gonna use her

      veto power as the Reading Is Fun Club’s founder

      and choose the book for us. So she chose this

      book called “Charlotte’s Web,” which looks like one

      of those “classics” I was talking about before.

      Charlotte’s

      Web

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      Just from looking at the cover, I guarantee either

      the girl or the pig doesn’t make it to the end of

      the book.

      Friday

      Well, the Reading Is Fun Club is down to one

      member, and that’s me.

      Yesterday Rowley went golfing or something with

      his dad, so he kind of hung me out to dry. I

      didn’t do my reading assignment, and I was really

      counting on him to cover for me at the meeting.

      It’s not really my fault that I couldn’t finish

      my reading assignment, though. Mom told me I

      had to read in my bedroom for twenty minutes

      yesterday, but the truth is, I just have trouble

      concentrating for long periods of time.

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      After Mom caught me horsing around, she

      banned me from watching tv until I read the

      book. So last night I had to wait until she went

      to bed before I could get my entertainment fix.

      I kept thinking about that movie with the muddy

      hand, though. I was afraid that if I was watching

      tv all by myself late at night, the muddy hand

      might crawl out from under the couch and grab my

      foot or something.

      The way I solved the problem was by making a

      trail of clothes and other stuff all the way from my

      bedroom down to the family room.

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      That way I was able to make it downstairs

      and back without ever touching the ground.

      Hop

      This morning Dad tripped over a dictionary I

      left at the top of the stairs, so now he’s mad

      at me. But I’ll take Dad being angry over the

      alternative any day of the week.

      My new fear is that the hand is gonna crawl up

      on my bed and get me in my sleep. So lately I’ve

      been covering my whole body with the blanket

      and leaving a hole so I can breathe.

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      But that strategy has its own risks. Rodrick

      got into my room today, and I had to spend

      the morning trying to wash the taste of a dirty

      sock out of my mouth.

      Sunday

      Today was my deadline for finishing the first

      three chapters of “Charlotte’s Web.” When Mom

      found out I wasn’t done yet, she said we were

      gonna sit down at the kitchen table until I

      was finished.

      READING IS FUN

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      About a half hour later there was a knock at

      the front door, and it was Rowley. I thought

      maybe he was coming back to the Reading Is

      Fun Club, but when I saw that his dad was with

      him, I knew something was up.

      Mr. Jefferson had an official-looking piece of

      paper with the country club logo on it. He said it

      was a bill for all the fruit smoothies me and

      Rowley ordered at the clubhouse, and the grand

      total was eighty-three dollars.

      All those times me and Rowley ordered drinks at

      the clubhouse, we just wrote down Mr. Jefferson’s

      account number on the tab. Nobody told us someone

      actually had to pay for all that.

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      I still didn’t really understand what Mr. Jefferson

      was doing at my house. I think he’s an architect

      or something, so if he needs eighty-three bucks, he

      can just design an extra building. He talked to Mom,

      though, and they both agreed that me and Rowley

      needed to pay off the tab.

      I told Mom me and Rowley are just kids and it’s

      not like we have salaries or careers or whatever.

      But Mom said we were just gonna have to be

      “creative.” Then she said we would have to suspend

      the Reading Is Fun Club’s meetings until we paid

      what we owed.

      To be honest with you, I’m kind of relieved.

      Because at this point, anything that doesn’t

      involve reading sounds pretty good to me.

      clink

      47

      Tuesday

      Me and Rowley racked our brains all day yesterday

      trying to figure out how to pay off that eighty-

      three dollars. Rowley said maybe I should just go

      to the Atm and withdraw some money to pay off

      his dad.

      The reason Rowley said that is because he thinks

      I’m rich. A couple of years ago during the holidays,

      Rowley came over and we had just run out of toilet

      paper at my house. My family was using these holiday

      cocktail napkins as a substitute until Dad got to the

      store again.

      Rowley thought the holiday napkins were some

      kind of really fancy toilet paper, and he asked

      me if my family was rich.

      merry

      Christmas

      48

      yep.

      I wasn’t gonna pass up the opportunity to

      impress him.

      Anyway, I’m Not rich, and that’s the problem.

      I tried to figure out a way a kid my age could

      get his hands on some cash, and then it hit me:

      We could start a lawn care service.

      I’m not talking about some average, run-of-the-mill

      lawn care service, either. I’m ta
    lking about a company

      that takes lawn care to the next level. We decided

      to name our company the V.I.P. Lawn Service.

      We called up the Yellow Pages people and told

      them we wanted to place an ad in their book.

      And not just one of those tiny little text ads,

      but a really big one with full color that takes up

      two whole pages.

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      But get this: The Yellow Pages people told us it

      was gonna cost us a few thousand bucks to put

      our ad in their book.

      I told them that didn’t make a lot of sense to

      me, because how’s someone supposed to pay for an

      ad if they haven’t even earned any money yet?

      Me and Rowley realized we were gonna have to do

      this a different way, and make our oWN ads.

      I figured we could just make flyers and put them in

      every mailbox in our neighborhood. All we needed was

      some clip art to get us started.

      So we went down to the corner store and bought

      one of those cards women get each other on their birthdays.

      50

      Hope your

      birthday is

      HOT, HOT, HOT!

      Then we scanned it into Rowley’s computer and

      pasted pictures of our heads onto the bodies

      from the card.

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      After that we got some clip art of lawn tools and

      put it all together. Then we printed it out, and

      I have to say, it looked great.

      v.i.p.

      lawn service

      pamper yourself and

      your lawn with our

      award-winning,

      world-class service!

      call 555-2941

      52

      I did some math, and I figured it would cost

      us at least a couple hundred bucks in color ink

      cartridges and paper to make enough flyers for

      the whole neighborhood. So we asked Rowley’s

      dad if he’d go out to the store and get us all

      the stuff we needed.

      Mr. Jefferson didn’t go for it. In fact, he told

      us we couldn’t use his computer or print out any

      more copies of our flyer.

      I was a little surprised by that, because if Mr.

     


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