"Where is PJ?" Grannie Annie called out. "Hurry, we have no time
"Is it time for the hat contest?" asked PJ. "My hat is still
in the Wigglebus."
"Goodness no," said Grannie Annie. "Not the silly hat contest.
I am talking about the World News. The tv crew is here and you must
help me to tell the world how sick you are, and how sick the other puppies
are in those horrible places that sell them on the internet."
PJ Wigglebee had not expected this. TV! He could tell the world
on TV! He thought of his poor mother. If only the world knew sooner.
Surely they would not have been tricked by pretty pictures of puppies
on the internet. Maybe they would have known better, and his
mother would not have died in that horrible place.
PJ did not know where he found the courage, but soon he was matter-of-factly
looking into the camera.
"My name is PJ Wigglebee. I'm 5 months old. I'm dying because
of the terrible way they keep us in puppymills. They don't show you
how it really is on the internet. My mother already died. We
didn't get enough food or any medicine. Please never give them money.
Please, be an angel and help us all."
Grannie Annie explained the right way to get puppies, and the work
that rescue does to try to save sick, abandonned and unwanted dogs.
"That's a rap!" said the camera man. "It will be on the news
tonight. Good luck PJ Wigglebee, I hope you make it!"