me chuckle.
âAre they in good shape?â Mr. Carlson asks.
âPretty good,â Brenna says. âA couple of them need to have their teeth or nails trimmed. Maggie said Dr. Mac was going to take care of that.â
âHere,â David says, holding out a hamster. âWant to hold one?
âSure,â Mr. Carlson says. âWhat color is it?â
âSort of a yellow-goldish color,â David says. âIt likes to hide.â
âOh, itâs Einstein,â Mr. Carlson says. âThe classroom animals are all named after scientists.â
âThat figures,â David says. He sets the hamster into Mr. Carlsonâs hands.
My teacher slips the tiny creature into the pocket of his shirt, then reaches in and scratches the hamster between the ears. âThe janitors and the substitute who had my class last year have been taking care of them.â
Einstein delicately sniffs Mr. Carlsonâs fingertips, then crawls to the top of the pocket and sniffs the curls of his beard. Scout wags his tail and pants a bit, then lets out a soft whine.
âShh, Scout, itâs OK,â Mr. Carlson says. âItâs just a hamster. We like hamsters.â
He puts a hand down to pet Scout, who jumps up a little on his back paws. He whines again and licks Mr. Carlsonâs hand.
âWhatâs gotten into you?â Mr. Carlson asks.
âHeâs drooling and his tail is down,â I explain. âI think heâs confused. He knows he shouldnât act up, but I think heâs jealous. Maybe he shouldnât be so close to the box.â
âOK, boy, youâre a good boy,â Mr. Carlson says gently to his dog. âScout, back.â
They step backward, away from the box of animals. That seems to calm Scout a bit.
âOne more minute,â Mr. Carlson continues. âJust sit nicely for one more minute. The hamsters wonât hurt you.â
I set some fresh cardboard tubes in the mice cage. âAre you going to correct our quizzes this afternoon?â
âNo, not now,â he answers. âIâll do that when my reader comes over tonight.â
âWhatâs a reader?â Brenna asks.
Mr. Carlson lifts the hamster to his shoulder. âA reader is someone I pay to read studentsâ work to me. Thatâs the one thing technology hasnât mastered yetâhandwriting.â
The hamster on Mr. Carlsonâs shoulder sniffs at his ear. âThat tickles,â Mr. Carlson laughs as he reaches up for Einstein.
âHnnn, hnn,â Scout whines.
âOK, Scout, weâll leave the rodents alone and get back to work.â He hands Einstein to David. âYouâd better take this little guy.â
âRowff!â Scout barks suddenly.
The startled hamster leaps out of Davidâs hands and lands on a desk, then hops to the chair and onto the floor. It scrambles between Zoeâs legs.
âLook out! she shrieks. This frightens the rabbit, which jumps out of Brennaâs arms and streaks past Scout. Brenna lunges after the rabbit, stumbles, and knocks over the cardboard box that holds the rest of the animals.
âRowff, rowff!â Scout barks and lunges forward. He pulls Mr. Carlson off balance. Mr. Carlson stumbles, tripping over Scout and stepping on his sore paw. Scout yelps in pain.
âTheyâre getting away!â Zoe yells.
âThe door,â Mr. Carlson shouts. âClose the door! â
Hamsters head for the door, gerbils run under the desks, and the mice run in twenty different directions. Everyone shouts at once.
âGet them!â hollers Brenna.
âLook out! warns Sunita.
âUnder the desk! says Zoe.
âDonât step on them!â I caution.
âRowff, rowff!â â Scout barks.
âScout, no! Scout, sit!â scolds Mr. Carlson.
âThe door, get the door!â yells Brenna.
âShoot! The hamsters are running down the hall,â David reports
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