“I guess so. I knocked all the dust out so he wouldn’t sneeze. Carpet dust makes you sneeze, you know. It made me sneeze when I was knocking it out of Skyrocket’s carpet.”
Together the Curlytops opened the woodshed door. At first they could see nothing, because it was rather dark inside. There was only one window, and when the children had stood still for a moment or two they could see this window, and also the pile of wood and other things in the shed.
“Are you all right, Skyrocket?” asked Ted.
“Don’t you like your new carpet bed?” asked Janet.
There was no answer. Of course the Curlytops did not expect their dog to answer in words, but whenever they spoke to him he always either barked softly, whined or thumped his tail on the floor. That was all the answer they expected.
But this time there was neither bark, whine nor thump of tail. All was quiet within the woodshed.
“Hi, Skyrocket! Are you all right?” asked Teddy, speaking louder.
“Maybe he’s asleep,” suggested Jan.
“If he is he’d wake up when I called him,” returned Ted. “Dogs don’t mind being woke up. Sometimes they sleep with one eye open anyhow. I’ll call him again. Hi, Skyrocket!” he exclaimed. “Skyrocket, are you all right?”
There was no bark, no whine, no thumping of tail.