Golden Box Book Publishing A Basketful of Kittens | Page 8

Bianca’s blood boiled with anger, and she lashed out
at Mark. “Yes, we know that, Mark. You told us many
times, but your dad knows that Peanut wouldn’t hurt
anyone.”
“He’s just a big, dumb dog that should be locked up.
Who gave him that stupid name, anyway?” Mark
cackled.
“Leave us alone, Mark,” Daniel shouted angrily.
“Or what?” Mark pointed his round chin forward but
cowered back when he heard Peanut’s bark that
sounded like thunder. The huge dog took a step
toward him.
“Peanut! No!” Bianca yelled.
The giant dog stopped and looked back at Bianca with
a twinkle in his eyes, and then he looked at Mark
again. A low, threatening rumble escaped the dog’s
throat as he opened his mouth showing his sharp
teeth.
Mark’s usual arrogant expression changed. He looked
frightened and flattened his body against the fence.
The three boys slowly inched their way farther away
from Mark who held onto the fence and didn’t move.
When Peanut saw how scared the boy was, he held
his head high with a satisfied look on his face and
turned his back on Mark. He kicked a few times with
his hind legs toward Mark, showering him with dust
and small gravel.
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