“Uncle Tibbs, have you seen Ooogie?” I asked.
“No, I haven’t,” he replied. “Why, what’s up?”
“I haven’t seen Ooogie all day today. I’m starting to get a little worried.”
“Hmm… why don’t you go look for him?” Uncle Tibbs said. This looks like a job for Detective Ajdin.
Where could Ooogie be? Ooogie likes water. Maybe he was in the dishwasher.
Nope, he wasn’t there. Maybe he was in the washing machine. (It was a little scary looking inside.)
Nope, he wasn’t there either. Maybe he was in his favorite swimming spot.
Nope, not there. I was beary worried now! Where could a little turtle go? Then I heard a voice.
There was Ooogie, flipped over onto his shell.
“Pleeeeeeaseeeeee heeeeeeeeeelp meeeeeee, Aaaaaajdiiiiiin….”
Aww, poor turtle. I gently turned him over.