Henry and Ribsy (Henry Huggins)
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In this humorous and heartfelt novel from Newbery Medal-winning author Beverly Cleary, the bond between a boy and his dog proves strong, as Henry vows to stick up for Ribsy…even if he is a trouble-maker!
From the first moment Henry found Ribsy, the curious mutt was poking his nose into things he shouldn't be. Whether terrorizing the garbage man, chasing cats, or gobbling Ramona Quimby's ice-cream cone, Henry's four-legged pal has walked himself into one problem too many. So when Henry asks his dad if he can go along on the big fishing trip, Mr. Huggins agrees, but on one condition: Ribsy must stay out of mischief for two whole months. Henry is confident in his loyal dog…until Ribsy goes overboard with his appetite for chaos…literally!
been thinking about at dinner last night! Leave it to her to think of something. Henry wanted to laugh and shout but he didn’t dare, not with Scooter glowering at him. “See?” said Robert to Scooter. “I told you it wasn’t his idea for his mother to tell our mothers. I knew Henry wouldn’t do a thing like that and you said he would.” Henry looked injured. “You’re some friend, thinking I’d do a mean thing like that.” “Well, maybe you didn’t,” said Scooter grudgingly, “but I bet you haven’t really
Henry. I understand. I have three dogs of my own at home, you know.” “You do?” Henry was astounded. Miss Mullen with three dogs! He had never thought of her as having any life outside Glenwood School at all. But three dogs! As the principal went back into the building, Beezus took a Kleenex out of her pocket and held it to Ramona’s nose. “Blow,” she said. Ramona blew. “It really wasn’t Ribsy’s fault,” Beezus said to Mrs. Huggins. Henry’s mother smiled. “I understand.” Then Beezus handed her
there. Henry knew this was the best spot to catch the fish as they came out of the ocean and started up the river to spawn. “Golly,” said Henry, as he watched the swift current of the river seethe against the breakers, “it looks like the river is fighting to get into the ocean and the ocean is fighting to get into the river. I wouldn’t want to fall in and get carried out there.” Mr. Huggins and Mr. Grumbie did not answer. They were too busy getting out the tackle. Mr. Huggins handed Henry a
ran across it first, didn’t she? “Well, anyway, Ribsy doesn’t keep everybody awake barking at night, like that collie in the next block,” said Henry. “Just the same, you better keep an eye on him. We don’t want him to be a nuisance to the neighbors.” Mr. Huggins laid his napkin beside his plate. “Well, I guess I’ll take the car down to the service station for a lube job.” That gave Henry an idea. Here was his chance to do something he had never done before, something he had always wanted to do
at your horn tomorrow if you’ll get your bike out of the garage yourself,” promised Scooter. “Take good care of your garbage,” said Robert. “Aw, keep quiet,” answered Henry, and grinned. When the others were gone he turned to his father. “Say, Dad, about this garbage…” “What about it?” asked his father. “Well, we didn’t have any trouble with Ribsy protecting it from the garbage man when Mom took it out and I was wondering…” Henry paused and looked at his father. Mr. Huggins smiled.