08-WOULD YOU PREFER WIND, STENCH, OR MOSQUITOES？

WOULD YOU PREFER WIND, STENCH, OR MOSQUITOES? The next morning, Benjamin and I went to the beach. I stretched out on the sand with my book, Inspector Cheesy Cracks the Case. I love reading silly mysteries when I'm on vacation. Ah, now this was the life. The sun, the sand, the surf... the WIND?? Yes, the wind was so strong, it nearly ripped my whiskers off! Rats! I packed up my things. We moved to another beach. Yes, this was more like it.

No wind on this beach. But what was that awful smell? I grabbed my nose. The STENCH was worse than my cousin Stinkyfur after a workout. it stinks! Once again, we moved to another beach. Cheese niblets! This one was infested with mosquitoes. Oh, where was the professor? This place was a NIGHTMARE! Benjamin tried to cheer me up. "Uncle, don't be upset. It's not so bad," he soothed. "What do you prefer the wind, the stench, or the mosquitoes?" Before I could answer, a seagull began

circling overhead. "SQUAWK! SQUAWK!" I shuddered. I don't trust seagulls. One time, a seagull stole my glasses right off my face. It took me ten hours to find my way back to my beach blanket. Just then, the seagull dropped something on my head. It was a piece of paper wrapped around a heavy wrench. "Holey cheese!" I squeaked. Benjamin read the note out loud: Dear friend, I knew I could count on you. I will wait for you at midnight down by the river. Make sure nobody sees you. It is very important we keep our meeting a secret. Mousey regards, Professor Paws von Volt I breathed a SIGH OF RELIEF. Finally, the professor had arrived!