Hanna's Missing Menorah
I panic.Where is the menorah?
Today is the first day of Hanukkah, and I've got to find the menorah before we have to light the first candle! I rub my temples. Think, Hanna, think!
With a flash, I have an idea. Maybe the dog took it! "Here, Noodles!" I call, clapping my hands. Noodles, our basset hound, comes trotting over. She sniffs my palms, and when she doesn't detect any food smells, her head droops and she lets out a whine. Maybe it's in her dog house, I think, following her as she trudges back to her home. But when she lies down on the dog bed, I don't see any signs of the menorah, so I go back inside.
Where was the last place I saw it? I rub my chin. I remember we brought it out and put it on the table, and then Mom, Dad, and Petey went out to run some errands. They told me to watch the menorah and never take it off the table. I said okay, and went to my room to read, but then I heard a crash and a scrape, and when I came out to check on the menorah, it was gone. Where could it have disappeared to?
A lightbulb goes off in my head. Lucy! "Here, kitty-kitty-kitty!" I coo, patting the couch. Lucy jumps up and rubs against me, purring. "Did you take the menorah?" I ask her. But when I mention the menorah, she hisses, and leaps off my lap! "What?" I say, puzzled. She meows and slowly begins walking to Petey's room.
Just then, I hear a car door slam, and I remember what I should be doing. I grab Polly, shove her in her cage, close the door, take the menorah, and place it on the table just in time for Mom, Dad, and Petey to come in.
Mom smiles. "Thanks for watching the menorah, Hanna!" she tells me. "I couldn't have done a better job myself."
Under my breath, I scoff. "You'd be surprised..." I mutter.
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