Fawn and Spot’s Visit to the Zoo

“Fawn, why are you getting all dressed up?” asked Spot, standing in her stall. “Is this Christmas, or something?”

“Christmas!” exclaimed Fawn. “I highly doubt it. Christmas is months away, yet.”

“Well then, if it’s not Christmas, then why are you dressed up?” asked Spot.

“I’m going to the zoo,” said Fawn.

“To the zoo!” exclaimed Spot. “What are you going to do at the zoo?”

“I’m going to walk around and see all the different types of animals that are there,” said Fawn. “Do you know that there are giraffes at the zoo?”

“Giraffes!” exclaimed Spot. “What is a giraffe?”

“A giraffe has a very long neck,” said Fawn. “They are from Africa.”

“How do you know so much about the zoo?” asked Spot.

“I’ve been playing around with Mr. Hansen’s computer in the office,” said Fawn. “There is a CD that is all about a zoo. It is lots of fun!”

“You are going to be in serious trouble when Mr. Hansen catches you,” said Spot.

“No I won’t,” said Fawn. “Besides, he sees me in his office all the time.”

“Yes,” said Spot. “Now, to come to think of it, I’ve seen you in his office several times this week, too!”

“Come on Spot,” said Fawn. “Do you want to go to the zoo with me?”

“Oh no!” exclaimed Spot. “I’m not going anywhere with you. Everywhere you go, you cause trouble. I remember the time that…”

“I’m not talking about going to a real zoo,” said Fawn. “Let’s go to Mr. Hansen’s office and go to the CD Zoo.”

“You mean we can actually go to a zoo without leaving the farm,” said Spot, amazed.

“Yes,” said Fawn. “Come on, I’ll show you.”

“Alright,” said Spot. “As long as you don’t get us into any trouble.”

“Trouble,” said Fawn. “How could I cause trouble?”

Fawn led Spot into Mr. Hansen’s office. To his surprise, Ricky and Jenny Hansen were already sitting at the computer desk. They were playing with the CD zoo.

“Oh these graphics are awesome!” exclaimed Ricky. “I’m so glad that we have a CD-ROM, now.”

“Yes,” said Jenny. “It’s lots of fun! Oh, look, what happened?”

All of a sudden, the computer screen went blank.

“Now what are we going to do?” asked Ricky. “Dad is going to be mad.”

“Hold on,” said Fawn. “I know what the problem is.”

Fawn reached behind the computer and adjusted a button.

“There we go,” said Jenny. “Thanks Fawn!”

“Yes,” said Ricky. “Thanks Fawn!”

“Boy, Fawn,” said Spot, later in the barn. “You sure know a lot about computers.”

“Yes,” said Fawn. “I do, don’t I. Maybe I could become a computer technician.”

“Now Fawn,” said Spot.