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Bunnicula Meets Edgar Allan Crow
Bunnicula Meets Edgar Allan Crow
Bunnicula Meets Edgar Allan Crow
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Bunnicula Meets Edgar Allan Crow

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The Monroe house is going mad with excitement. Pete has just won a contest, and the prize is a school visit from none other than M. T. Graves, Pete's idol and the bestselling author of the FleshCrawlers series. He's even going to stay with the Monroes while he's visiting! Harold and Howie are thrilled, but Chester the cat is suspicious. Why does Graves dress all in black? Why doesn't the beady-eyed crow perched on his shoulder say anything? Why has a threatening flock of crows invaded the backyard? And most worrisome of all: In each of the FleshCrawlers books, why does something bad always happen to the pets? Suddenly, Graves's interest in all of the animals -- especially Bunnicula -- looks far from innocent. It's up to Chester, Harold, and Howie to find out if M. T. Graves and Edgar Allan Crow are really devising a plot to make their beloved bunny. . . NEVERMORE.
LanguageEnglish
Release dateDec 20, 2011
ISBN9781442451902
Bunnicula Meets Edgar Allan Crow
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James Howe

James Howe is the author of more than ninety books for young readers. Bunnicula, coauthored by his late wife Deborah and published in 1979, is considered a modern classic of children’s literature. The author has written six highly popular sequels, along with the spinoff series Tales from the House of Bunnicula and Bunnicula and Friends. Among his other books are picture books such as Horace and Morris but Mostly Dolores and beginning reader series that include the Pinky and Rex and Houndsley and Catina books. He has also written for older readers. The Misfits, published in 2001, inspired the nationwide antibullying initiative No Name-Calling Week, as well as three sequels, Totally Joe, Addie on the Inside, and Also Known as Elvis. A common theme in James Howe’s books from preschool through teens is the acceptance of difference and being true to oneself. Visit him online at JamesHowe.com.

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    Ok...the ending almost had me panicking!This is a very adorable read (that didn't turn out how I thought). The plot was a bit more clumsy than usual, but it still came together nicely in the end.

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Bunnicula Meets Edgar Allan Crow - James Howe

ONE

The Letter

The trouble began with a letter that arrived at three o’clock on an early October afternoon. The hour was struck by the grandfather clock not far from where I lay dozing near the front door of the house. Howie began yipping his puppy head off at the unseen mailman on the other side of the door, and before I could think to move, a cascade of paper came showering down on me from the mail slot over my head. All in all, it was an ominous awakening.

Howie, I said, shaking off my drowsiness along with the envelopes and magazines, that’s Joe. He’s not here to rob us; he’s here to deliver the mail. You know Joe. Why do you always bark at him?

Howie looked appalled that I would ask such a question. It’s my job, he declared, my duty as a canine. Gee, Uncle Harold. (Howie calls me Uncle Harold even though we’re not related. I guess it’s because he looks up to me—and who can blame him for that?)

Chester jumped down from his favorite chair in the adjoining room and sauntered over. And you call yourself a dog, he snickered.

I am a dog, I replied defensively. I just don’t care for the sound of barking. You know that, Chester.

Chester didn’t respond. Distracted by something he’d spotted in the pile of scattered pieces of mail, he let out a loud gasp.

What is it? I asked, the hairs rising along the ridge of my back. If I hadn’t been half-asleep, I might have had the good sense to keep that particular question to myself, knowing as I do that Chester’s gasping is rarely cause for alarm. He is, after all, a cat, which means he tends toward the, shall we say, dramatic.

Look for yourself! he went on, jabbing a paw at the envelope lying closest to me. It’s a crow!

Did you say ‘crow’? Howie asked excitedly. He darted down the hall, through the kitchen, and out the pet door before you could call out, Be back in time for dinner!

Chester shook his head. I fail to understand Howie’s obsession with chasing birds, he said.

I sighed. It must be part of his job.

Well, said Chester, one of these days his ‘job’ is going to get him into a heap of trouble. Crows are not to be messed with, my friend. They’re nefarious. Just look at that one.

Yawning, I glanced at the crow on the envelope to see what all the fuss was about. What I saw was a crow. On an envelope. I didn’t think it looked particularly nefarious. Of course, I had no idea what nefarious meant. When I asked Chester for a definition, he started bathing his

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