Nate the Great and the Snowy Trail

Nate the Great and the Snowy Trail

I, Nate the Great, am a detective. This morning I was a cold detective. I was standing in the snow with my dog, Sludge, building a snow dog and a snow detective. They looked like Sludge and me. They were cold and white and wet. And so were we. Rosamond came along.

Rosamond is strange most of the time. Today was one of those times. She was pulling her four cats, Super Hex, Big Hex, Little Hex, and Plain Hex, on a sled. She went up to the snow detective. “ I lost your birthday present, ” she said to him. The snow detective did not answer. I did. “ That detective is one hour old. Why are you giving him a birthday present?” Rosamond looked at me. “ Oh, it's for you, " she said. “ My birthday is July 12, ” I said.

“ This is the middle of winter. ” “ I believe in giving early, ” Rosamond said. She pointed to her sled.

“ I was pulling your present and my cats on my sled, but the present fell off along the way. ”