2 Cootie Corner

Cooty corner.

Stink pulled Judy into the way-back corner of the yard. He pointed to the tall weeds. "That's right where it is. Cootie Corner." "Cootie Corner?" asked Judy. "I just named it that, because it has cooties now. Big, fat spider cooties." Judy pawed through the tall grass. "There's nothing here, Stink." "Nothing big and hairy?" said Stink. "Nope."

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"How about something with a hundred pink toes?" said Stink. "Nope," said Judy. "Maybe it was just a leaf. Or a piece of bark or something. Besides, tarantulas don't live around here anyway." "Where do they live?" "I think they live in the desert. Like in South America. Or Texas." "This one lives in Virginia," said Stink. "It was right here. I swear." "I'm going back inside," said Judy. "But we didn't find my dollar-bill frog!" called Stink, running after her. Stink called his friend Sophie of the Elves. Sophie came right over. Stink led her straight to Cootie Corner. But the spider was not there. No tarantula. Nothing. So Sophie went home.

Stink called his friend Webster Gomez. Webster came right over. Stink led him straight to Cootie Corner. But the spider was not there. No tarantula. Nada. "It was here, honest," said Stink. "And guess what. It had pink toes." "I believe you," said Webster. "My cousin Marcos has a red-knee tarantula. He knows about all kinds of tarantulas. He told me all about pinktoe tarantulas. They live in trees instead of on the ground, and they're nocturnal. They come out at night. They are one of the hairiest of all tarantulas, and they live in South America."

"So what's a South American pink-toe tarantula doing in my backyard?" "I bet it escaped!" said Webster. "Tarantulas are super fast. They're escape artists. One time my cousin was cleaning his tarantula's cage, and he left the screen at the top open just a crack. The tarantula got loose and was missing for a whole day." "How did they find it?" "They put out some crickets and it came out when it got hungry. His tarantula was just hiding— inside his sneaker!" "Phew. Luckily my sneakers are too stinky even for a tarantula," said Stink. "Did you hear about the tarantula that went to college?" asked Webster. "He liked to surf the web?" Stink asked.