Benny Follows the Sniff — Beside his soft nap rug, Benny sniffed the air. Sniff-sniff. Read the full story →
Beside his soft nap rug, Benny sniffed the air. Sniff-sniff. Something smelled like warm toast and rain. He wanted one tiny taste, so out he padded into the yard.
The grass tickled his paws. A puffy cloud slid over the sun, and a quiet beetle tapped a big bone with click-click feet. “For me?” Benny whispered. He carried it back, slower now, with cool grass smell on his nose. Next time you see his smile, can you find the bone that made him follow the sniff?