The story so far:Dark Knight and Shorty, the heroes of the neighbourhood are on the prowl again, keeping a watch on the neighbourhood. All is quiet when suddenly, they hear some noise. They investigate the source of the noise and realise that it is Missy Loot back to her shady business.
Something was amiss at a house on the next street. Dark Knight and Shorty, the super-dogs, jumped over compound walls, and arrived at the backyard of the house. They stood still and listened.
They discovered that the sound came from an independent house, unlike the many apartment buildings that had sprung up on both sides of sixth avenue. The family that lived there were the Rogersons — Papa, Mama, Grandma, Little Peter and his best buddy Prowler.
“That dog is a huge waste of living space... literally,” murmured Shorty under his breath, as the super dogs tiptoed to the front yard, where Mama Rogerson had a beautiful garden. The sound was coming from there.
“Missy Loot is creating a racket in the garden, and Prowler is probably snoozing right on the front porch,” went on Shorty, ignoring Darko’s glassy stare.
“Be quiet, Shorty. Missy Loot will do a double skip and vanish if she gets a whiff of your breath,” said Darko.
Confusion
The two dogs reached the garden. And sure enough, the rustling-racket was on in full swing beneath the neem tree where the dry leaves had been neatly stacked in piles — neat no more, of course. Someone was rummaging through the pile of dry leaves, with increasing impatience. And, clearly that someone was not Missy Loot.
They saw a huge fuzzy creature pawing through the leaves, searching for something. A few moments of scattering leaves later, the animal flopped down with a heavy thud. Heaving and panting. After a rest, the creature clumsily dragged itself a few inches to the left and began searching through another pile of leaves. Dark Knight and Shorty watched — amused by what it was doing, unsure about what to do next. And then suddenly, they spotted the red collar around it’s neck.
“Prowler!” wuffed Shorty in surprise.
The big furry animal was taken by surprise. He turned and landed with a heavy thud on the last pile of leaves. Prowler peered through the dark trying to see who had snuck up on him.
“It’s us — Dark Knight and Shorty. What on earth are you creating such a racket for? We heard you two blocks away,” growled Darko.
The super-dogs went over to Prowler’s side.