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That night, Maddy Patti snuggled deep into her covers. This farm,

with the huge barn and all the animals, was one of her favorite

places. She could not wait to see what summer would bring.

The next morning, Gideon Green, her friend from the neighboring

farm, came by on his brown and white pony, Stony, to say hello to

Maddy Patti and Abby. He brought a dozen eggs laid by the hens

that morning and fresh baked wheat bread for Pop-Pop.

Abby moved closer to Gideon. The dog sniffed him, then trotted

over to Maddy Patti, nudging at her hand and whining. Abby had

a message about Gideon.

“What is it, Abby?” whispered Maddy Patti.

“I smell something sugary on Gideon,” barked Abby. “We dogs find

things out by smelling a person, an animal or object. Our sense of

smell is 100 times, even a million, zillion times better than yours.”

“For all we know,” shot back Maddy Patti, “he might have been

helping his mother bake cookies.”

Abby knew better and she barked, “You cannot see or touch

whatever this is, because the sugary smell is coming from

inside Gideon’s body.”