The Pet Shop Mystery (The Boxcar Children Special, No. 7)
Gertrude Chandler Warner
The Boxcar Children are going to help out at the Pretty Bird Pet Shop. They are thrilled to have the chance to work with the animals there. But things aren't going smoothly. The Aldens' deliveries of pet supplies keep getting mixed up.
finger very still in front of Milo. “Hop up. Hop up,” she said. “It tickles,” she said softly when Milo hopped onto her finger. “What if the parakeets fly around?” Jessie wanted to know. “How would we catch them?” “One way is to take a small lightweight cloth, like a handkerchief. I keep a few right here on this shelf. Toss the cloth gently but quickly over the bird, then pick it up. It’s a very safe way to catch the bird. Then I always give them a treat when I return them to their cages.”
the front of the store! A flock of canaries and parakeets was crowded on the floor gobbling up birdseed. Henry gave Benny a pat on the head. “Smart boy, Benny. You used birdseed to get all the missing birds together.” “But, but—” Benny began. Jessie interrupted. “Thanks, Benny. It’s a lot easier to catch them this way. They are too busy eating to fly away.” “But, but—” Benny still couldn’t get a word in. “Whoa, Benny,” Henry said. “Looks like you got carried away with your good idea.” Henry
way, whoever spilled this at least helped keep the birds in the store. With the door open, they might have escaped. Let’s get the rest of them into their cages.” The Aldens had no trouble rounding up the birds into their cages. “There,” Henry said when all the birds were safe and sound in the bird room. “Twenty-two parakeets and eight canaries and … Oh, no, wait. Look who’s missing.” “Rainbow!” Benny shouted. “George!” Violet said. They searched up and down every aisle. They checked under
when I saw some pesky customers outside. I had to catch up on some paperwork. Now that you’re here, we can go over next month’s orders.” Mr. Peterson carried several large boxes to the counter. “It was my lucky day. The Aldens were outside, so they’re helping me with my delivery.” Before Mr. Fowler could say a thing, all five Aldens trooped into the store. “Hey!” Mr. Fowler yelled. “What are you kids doing? Just leave the boxes on the floor. I’ll put them away.” Mr. Peterson looked confused.
dropped them off in front of my shop last night. Poor Rainbow. Most parrots sold in shops are born and bred here. They are used to being indoors and don’t mind it. But Rainbow and George came from a real forest.” “Are George and Rainbow homesick?” Soo Lee asked. “I get homesick for Korea sometimes.” Mrs. Tweedy smiled. “I think they are homesick, Soo Lee. They belong outdoors again. Mr. Fowler said he has made arrangements for them to go to a zoo that has a tropical area. They will be more at