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Spring has sprung—and so have we...even cats and dogs get crazy in the spring. After all, what self-respecting cat (that’s me, Chuck) stays somewhere he doesn’t want to be? And what self-respecting dog (that’s Rotten Willy, who calls me Upchuck) won’t let his best friend (me) goad him into action on a fine spring day? Believe me, it’s not easy getting a lumpy Rottweiler over—or under—a big wooden gate! I figured it was about time I took Willy to my pal Luigi’s restaurant for a great spaghetti and meatball dinner. Problem was, Luigi didn’t understand that some dogs and cats, particularly an exceptional feline like me, can be friends. He was only trying to protect me when he went after Willy with a skillet! Boy, did he run. Then Willy decided to teach me how to chase cows. ME chase cows? Me-ow! I tried to introduce him to something more civilized, like chasing mice, but no go. Then came the skunk. Need I say more? But the real obstacle to a long-lasting friendship was yet to come.

I need this puppylike I need more ratsin the barn! Jealous? Me? Well...maybe a little. My people got a new white puppy named Chomps. That's because he bites at everything, especially flies. What could a gray cat -- me -- want with a Scottish terrier, anyway? The little nipper got into some trouble with the big rats in the barn. It was partly my fault. So...I had to save him. Problem is, now I can't get rid of him. What am I supposed to do with a dog who's determined to get himself into trouble? When my mockingbird pal, Flea, came home for the spring, I thought she could help me train the little furball. But all she wants to do is build her nest. Chomps needs to learn how to hunt. But how can I teach a dumb dog that an opossum is not a rat, and a skunk is not a kitty? Even worse, how can I keep him from turning Mama's fancy new car into a muddy mess? Nothing but trouble. I just thought I knew what trouble was. But now Mama is in danger...This is serious. Talk about trouble...

Journey into Terror is Bill Wallace's wild adventure of two young boys on the run.Photographing two Learjets in order to test his new camera, Samuel Ross quickly forgets the angry man who tries to stop him (and who's captured in the picture), until his new life in Oklahoma is disrupted by the arrival of four thugs who are demanding his film.

Betting Neal Moffet that he can get through the summer without getting stitches or breaking any bones, Pat Berry is determined to win--otherwise, he will have to kiss Kristine "The Blimp" Pimpton. Original.

It's not so bad living a dog's life. Unless you're a cat. Most times, hanging out with Rotten Willy (the huge dog on the cover) was cool. We played chase, talked, and chowed down on spaghetti and meatballs at Luigi's restaurant. Even though he was a dog (and sometimes called me Upchuck instead of Chuck), I could handle it. He was my best friend. Then this baseball stuff started and Willy went bonkers. I never saw him act so crazy. On top of that, these two new cats moved into our neighborhood. Trouble was, tough-guy Roscoe and his cute fuzzy sister, Rikki, did not like dogs. Dogs belong with dogs and cats belong with cats, they said. I was showing them the sights when I suddenly spied the dogcatcher, just waiting to trap Willy as he raced across the field with a baseball in his mouth. But Roscoe and Rikki would never understand if they found out my best friend was a dog. How could I save Willy before it was too late? What's a cat to do when he has to choose between old friends and new -- and there's no time to lose...

You think it's easy being a moose? Think again! Even though I'm big, I'm just a baby. I love my mother and my friends. Like Dudley, the beaver, who named me. And Snow, the little wolf, who loves to play tag. His family's another matter. What really scares me is people. Mother said they're the most dangerous creatures in the forest. I certainly didn't want to meet them.... Snow and I are young, so naturally we're curious. One day we were playing tag...and ran into a schoolyard by mistake! (Okay...we didn't run -- we fell!) Right smack in the middle of all these strange animals, weird buildings, and terrifying machines. Yoweeee! Did we ever learn a lesson there....

A young moose makes new friends and encounters unexpected danger while journeying across the snowy mountains with is mother in this funny and action-packed illustrated middle grade adventure.When winter comes, Bub the moose knows it’s time for him and his mother to travel across the mountains and find a valley with less snow and more food. On the way, Bub meets Snow the wolf pup and Chippy the beaver, who have their own ways of getting through the winter. And, despite his mom’s warnings about people, Bub eats the hay left out by children who want to help the small, hungry moose family. After braving the elements, Bub is ready to take things easy when they reach the valley. It’s much warmer and there’s food aplenty, as well as new friends Raney and Sweet Pea—draft horses on a nearby farm. But their safety is threatened by a grizzly bear named Burly who scares the valley residents. Bub is scared too, but he wants to protect his friends. Can he overcome his fear and discover the kind of moose he wants to be?

Rats, Rats! Here I am, a relf-respecting kitten just trying to survive in a real rat-eat-cat world, when the humans in my life start acting crazy. Something about the kids, the grandkids, coming to visit for Christmas. I would have run away if I had known what that meant! Mama accusing me of tearing up the presents. Noisy voices and grabby little hands. I tell you, it's a dog's world. Bite my tounge! If the grandkids are bad, they're nothing compared to the gift the kids gave Mama for Christmas...a puppy! Dumb furball. Everybody is cooing over this yappy puppy who only wants to play. Why can't he settle down like me? We're both in the doghouse now. So I got him in trouble for tearing up the kitchen. Big deal. Problem is, I feel responsible. This puppy's headed for T*R*O*U*B*L*E. How can I save him? I can't even save myself!

The Great Civil Engineering Overhaul details the effects that climate change has had and will continue to have on civil infrastructure and what alterations are required to enable civil engineers to work under changing climate conditions, resulting in what amounts to an "overhaul" in the civil engineering discipline. Topics includeResponse to a harsh and changing climate; Net zero carbon emissions imperative; Risks of business as usual;Current and future sustainability quadrant; Consequences of unsustainable development;Climate change and deep uncertainty;Carbon mitigation and adaptation needs for both; Methodologies for making civil infrastructure sustainable and climate resilient; Role of civil engineers in the race to net zero carbon; and How civil engineers can make a difference. Author William Wallace has compiled this book as a resource for all civil engineers interested in sustainability, regardless of subdiscipline, providing a sound understanding, new ideas, and a path forward to designing and delivering projects that can operate reliably, safely, and effectively under changing climate conditions.

Making unexpected friends with a legendary Apache Indian, Will Burke is in for the adventure of his lifetime as he learns how to navigate the Wild West with the help of his new warrior acquaintance.Will Burke is daydreaming about Nate’s wonderful shotgun when he runs smack-dab into the fiercest brave of them all, Geronimo! Terrified, he lashes out against the mighty warrior, who’s amused—and impressed. The boy is braver than the army of soldiers who have captured Geronimo after his fifteenth escape from the White Man’s reservation… and that won’t be his last. Will finds an unexpected friend when Geronimo saves his life in a deadly ice storm, then teaches him how to survive and fight back against bullies like Nate. It isn’t until Geronimo takes Will on an unforgettable Wild West adventure at the St. Louis World’s Fair that he finally tells Will what he must do in return, and it turns out to be the hardest thing Will has ever had to do…

Dubbed a "coward" by the bullies in his school, Bailey will prove his courage when his family moves from Texas to Montana and he faces down a grizzly bear in order to save his own sister, in a turn-of-the-century adventure. Original.

Here I am, a self-respecting kitten just trying to survive in a rat-eat-cat world, when the humans in my life start acting crazy. Something about the kids, and grandkids, coming to visit for Christmas. I would have run away had I known what that meant! Mama accusing me of tearing up the presents. Noisy voices and grabby little hands. I tell you, it''s a dog''s world. Bite my tongue! If the grandkids are bad, they''re nothing compared to the gift the kids gave Mama for Christmas...a puppy!

What''s a Bird Dog to Do? Everyone knows a bird dog leads with his nose. Everyone but J.C. After all, what''s a pup supposed to think when he''s welcomed to his new home by a cat who thwacks him on the nose with his claws...a dog who bites him on the nose...a bee sting on his you-know-what and a mad mamma bird who attacks the sorest part of his body with her beak? Poor J.C. All he wants is love...cuddling up to My Justin...a good tummy-scratching by My Bill and My Carol. J.C. wants to make his new family proud. But how can he point with a nose everyone wants to attack? There must be a better way...

Who ever heard of a cat that didn''t eat birds? The house people had picked me out of my litter to be a mouser. Callie was getting too old for the job. So it was mine. But I didn''t plan on getting dive-bombed by a mockingbird building her nest...or adopting the baby who fell out. No joke! I''m a cat, but I do not eat birds. Mice, yes. Birds, no. Flea -- that''s what I named her -- couldn''t even fly. She was so scared when she toppled onto my head that she said, "Eat me...it''s quicker than starving to death." She was pathetic. I had to help her. The first step was protecting Flea -- and me -- from the monster rats in the barn (that''s saying a mouthful!) and Bullsnake under the woodpile. Next, Callie and I had to teach Flea to fly. After all, how could she stay up North with us when her bird family was flying to Florida. I''m not a Florida kind of cat. It''s just too hot for us furry types. I know I''ll miss my Flea. But she''ll come back -- after she''s seen the world!

I need this puppy like I need more rats in the barn! Jealous? Me? Well...maybe a little. My people got a new white puppy named Chomps. That''s because he bites at everything, especially flies. What could a gray cat -- me -- want with a Scottish terrier, anyway? The little nipper got into some trouble with the big rats in the barn. It was partly my fault. So...I had to save him. Problem is, now I can''t get rid of him. What am I supposed to do with a dog who''s determined to get himself into trouble? When my mockingbird pal, Flea, came home for the spring, I thought she could help me train the little furball. But all she wants to do is build her nest. Chomps needs to learn how to hunt. But how can I teach a dumb dog that an opossum is not a rat, and a skunk is not a kitty? Even worse, how can I keep him from turning Mama''s fancy new car into a muddy mess? Nothing but trouble. I just thought I knew what trouble was. But now Mama is in danger...This is serious. Talk about trouble...

Some dogs have a bark bigger than their bite. But Sweetie, The Great Dane, can''t afford to bark -- or bite. After three little nips and three masters, the next stop is the pound. So when the burglar comes calling, he waves his tail. When coyotes come prowling, he tries to make peace -- as they howl in scorn. They promise they''ll return -- to eat his food, his friends, Red the Irish Setter, Poky the Beagle, and Sweetie for dessert! If Sweetie can''t protect them they''ll all perish! How can he outfox twelve hungry coyotes?

Chuck’s a cat with a great life—until Katie goes away to college and his best friend moves. Left all alone, Chuck starts to venture farther and farther into the neighborhood and one fateful night finds himself face-to-face with a beast as big and black as death. His name is Rotten Willy—and he’s a dog with a heart of gold.

Spring has sprung—and so have we...even cats and dogs get crazy in the spring. After all, what self-respecting cat (that’s me, Chuck) stays somewhere he doesn’t want to be? And what self-respecting dog (that’s Rotten Willy, who calls me Upchuck) won’t let his best friend (me) goad him into action on a fine spring day? Believe me, it’s not easy getting a lumpy Rottweiler over—or under—a big wooden gate! I figured it was about time I took Willy to my pal Luigi’s restaurant for a great spaghetti and meatball dinner. Problem was, Luigi didn’t understand that some dogs and cats, particularly an exceptional feline like me, can be friends. He was only trying to protect me when he went after Willy with a skillet! Boy, did he run. Then Willy decided to teach me how to chase cows. ME chase cows? Me-ow! I tried to introduce him to something more civilized, like chasing mice, but no go. Then came the skunk. Need I say more? But the real obstacle to a long-lasting friendship was yet to come.

It''s not so bad living a dog''s life. Unless you''re a cat. Most times, hanging out with Rotten Willy (the huge dog on the cover) was cool. We played chase, talked, and chowed down on spaghetti and meatballs at Luigi''s restaurant. Even though he was a dog (and sometimes called me Upchuck instead of Chuck), I could handle it. He was my best friend. Then this baseball stuff started and Willy went bonkers. I never saw him act so crazy. On top of that, these two new cats moved into our neighborhood. Trouble was, tough-guy Roscoe and his cute fuzzy sister, Rikki, did not like dogs. Dogs belong with dogs and cats belong with cats, they said. I was showing them the sights when I suddenly spied the dogcatcher, just waiting to trap Willy as he raced across the field with a baseball in his mouth. But Roscoe and Rikki would never understand if they found out my best friend was a dog. How could I save Willy before it was too late? What''s a cat to do when he has to choose between old friends and new -- and there''s no time to lose...

You think it''s easy being a moose? Think again! Even though I''m big, I''m just a baby. I love my mother and my friends. Like Dudley, the beaver, who named me. And Snow, the little wolf, who loves to play tag. His family''s another matter. What really scares me is people. Mother said they''re the most dangerous creatures in the forest. I certainly didn''t want to meet them.... Snow and I are young, so naturally we''re curious. One day we were playing tag...and ran into a schoolyard by mistake! (Okay...we didn''t run -- we fell!) Right smack in the middle of all these strange animals, weird buildings, and terrifying machines. Yoweeee! Did we ever learn a lesson there....

"Don''t ever run from a mountain lion." Mother also warned me about people. But she didn''t know Jane and Jussy, the children who left us hay when we were so hungry. I may be a little moose, but I''m no dummy. That hay was sooo good.... After our dangerous journey over the mountains, everything here seemed wonderful. I made friends with Raney and Sweet Pea, draft horses on the farm, and Chippy the beaver. I even found my old pal, Snow the wolf. Everything was perfect. Until we met Burly! A grizzly with insomnia, Burly was about the nastiest, scariest character I ever met. All I wanted to do was stay away from him. But when he went after my friends...well, what''s a moose to do?

Kent doesn''t believe in monsters. But he knows he saw two gleaming yellow eyes beneath the surface of Cedar Lake when he and his buddies were camping at the lake. When he sneaks out alone a few nights later to investigate, the eyes return -- and they seem to be following him. Kent and his friends are determined to solve the mystery of the Cedar Lake monster. But what they discover one dark summer night is just as surprising as a monster -- and just as dangerous.

The day of the Naming is an important one for young roadrunners. That''s when roadrunner parents judge the speed, courage, and hunting skill of their offspring and choose fitting names for them. One proud fledgling dreams of being named Muscles, or Dash, or even Hunter. If only he hadn''t pursued those three juicy grasshoppers for a final snack. If only he''d remembered his parents'' lesson: "Always look before you leap." If only he''d paid more attention to the mouse family that had lost two children to a nearby snake. If only the rattler had given some warning before it struck.... Miraculously, the young roadrunner survives the attack, but not without damage. With their son''s feet swollen to such an enormous size, his parents have no choice but to give him the humiliating name of Thunderfoot. It''s enough to make a roadrunner wallow in self-pity and give up. But the only thing bigger than Thunderfoot''s feet is his heart, and with some not always gentle goading from a wise old gopher tortoise named Berland, he finds the courage to go forward and seek his destiny -- and to become the stuff of legends.