The snow was beginning to melt, and Wiggle was relieved that the
long New England winter would be over soon. It had been especially hard
for her to start in the cold this year.
"You all seem happy today," smiled Wiggle, as she struggled to get
her engine to start.
"I still have got it in me," she laughed. "Where would you like to
"Wiggle, we have a surprise for you. Will you take us to see
Bill Furless? We are getting you a brand new battery!"
"Oh my!" smiled Wiggle. She hated it when her repairs were
so expensive, but she knew in her heart that her pawsengers were right.
A new battery surely would feel good. "Thank you so much!" she said
gratefully, as she drove to Bill's garage.
"What is it?" asked Henry, sensing Wiggle's shock.
Wiggle flashed her headlights on into the garage.
"It's empty," she said.
"I mean he's gone!" cried Wiggle. "Bill Furless is gone!"
"No," said Henry. "It's too dangerous. Look at all the
"It's a crime scene." said Patrick. "Someone has stolen
"Who will help Wiggle now?" asked Scruffy.
"Who will rescue Bill?" wondered Wiggle.