The Adventures of A.G. Bear

Book 6

Things That Go Snnaaarrrk In the Night!

Amanda Grey
A.G.Bear's Friends

Isadora LeChat

Mrs. Duck
Things That Go Snnaaarrrrk In The Night!

 Amanda Grey and her family and her three best friends, (A.G. Bear, Isadora LeChat and Mrs. Duck) were on their way to visit Amanda's Grandma. It was the end of the second day of their journey. Miss Amanda's Daddy had found another nice motel, and there they stopped for the night. As usual, he had arranged for two adjoining rooms. Miss Amanda’s room had two big double beds.

Miss Amanda and A.G. Bear had one bed, while Isadora Le Chat and Mrs. Duck shared the other.

It had been A.G.Bear's turn to tell a Bedtime-Story, and he had just finished reading "The Teddy Bear's Picnic" to them.


"The End", A.G. read, then he quietly closed the book, turned off the little reading light, and like the others, snuggled down into the covers and promptly drifted off to sleep.

SnnnaaaaAAAARRKKKKK! came a terrible sound from somewhere in their room.

A.G.'s eyes popped wide open.

SnnnnnnaaaAAAAARRRRKKKKKKwackwackwackwackwack! came the terrible sound again.
A.G.Bear sat bolt upright in bed. Monsters! screamed A.G., his shout waking up Isadora Le Chat in the next bed.


Huh? What? Who? asked Isadora sleepily from across the room.

SnaaAAAARRRKKK! came the scary sound again.

Isadora froze in the pitch dark room, visions of the terrifying Flea Market bear filling her imagination.

SnnnnnnaaaaAAAARRRRRRRKKK! came the rumbling sound again.
A monster's got Mrs. Duck! Isadora shrieked, and fell out of bed backwards, all tangled up in the sheet.

Oh no! A.G. Bear screamed. We've got to save her! the brave little bear shouted to Isadora.

A.G. Bear grabbed his little nightlight and flicked it on, ready to do battle with the terrible monster, and save Mrs. Duck .

He pointed the light towards Mrs. Duck's pillow, just as Isadora crawled back to the side of the bed and peered cautiously over the edge of the mattress.

Mrs. Duck was sound asleep and all alone.

There was no monster in sight!

Miss Amanda, amazingly, was still sound asleep, but with all the racket, she had pulled the pillow over her head. A.G. Bear looked across the room at Isadora and perplexed, scratched his head.
Where do you suppose the monster went, Isadora? whispered A.G. Bear.

Maybe it's under the bed, Isadora whispered back, and quickly jumped away from the mattress, (just in case he was right).

SsssnnnnnnaaaaAAAAAARRRRRRKKKKKKK!! came the terrible sound again, sending both A.G. Bear and Isadora screaming and running for the safety of the bathroom. The two of them slammed the door and stood there panting and shaking, quivering with fear.

After a minute or two, Isadora began to think.

Wait a minute, whispered Isadora. I don't think we're dealing with a monster at ALL.

She opened the bathroom door just a crack and peered out.

SsnaaaaaaAAAARKKKwackwackwack ! snored Mrs. Duck.

A.G. Bear stood behind the bathroom door.

Is there a monster? he inquired in a concerned whisper.

Isadora shook her head silently, and gestured towards Mrs. Duck. They tiptoed out of the bathroom towards Mrs. Duck's bedside.

My goodness, that's an awful lot of racket from one small duck! said A.G. Bear, in surprise, peering down at Mrs. Duck, who was peacefully, if loudly, snaaAARRRRKKKKking away.


Isadora glanced over at the slumbering Miss Amanda, who by now had pulled the covers over her head and positioned pillows over each ear.

What do you suppose we should do? asked Isadora, We can't very well sleep with all that noise.

A.G. Bear tiptoed back into the bathroom and emerged with wadded up tissue paper sticking out of his ears.

Does that work? whispered Isadora.

What? said A.G. Bear.

I said, does that work? repeated Isadora, whispering louder.

I CAN'T HEAR YOU, shouted A.G. Bear.

SsnnaaaAARRRKK!, snored Mrs. Duck suddenly, and A.G. Bear jumped.

THIS DOESN'T WORK! A.G. Bear hollered to Isadora.
Ssssshhhhhhhhhh!!!, hissed Isadora, and poinnnnkkkkk! yanked the tissue out of A.G. Bear’s ears.

From the next bed, Miss Amanda moaned, and pulled more covers over her head.

Now what? asked A.G. Bear.

I have no idea, sighed Isadora.

By two o'clock in the morning, so tired they were willing to try anything, they finally hit upon an idea.

A few minutes later, A.G. Bear and Isadora each had hold of Mrs. Duck's bottom sheet and were carefully sliding her off the bed and onto a big pillow they'd placed on the floor.

The sheet whispered its way towards the edge of the bed.

Tttthhhhhhhhhhh---THUMP! Mrs. Duck landed softly on the pillow, her slumber undisturbed.

They had decided to drag the pillow, on which Mrs. Duck was now sleeping, into the bathroom, after which, they would close the bathroom door, so that they could get some sleep.

Ever so carefully, they slid the pillow into the tiled bathroom, and tiptoed out.

Exhausted, but pleased with their efforts, they shook paws, and then gently closed the door.

A.G. and Isadora then climbed back into their respective beds, finally ready to get some sleep.

SSsnnnnnnnnnaaaaaAAAAAARRRRKKKKKK! came the hugely loud sound from the direction of the bathroom.
Oh my goodness! said Isadora

She covered her ears. That's made it even WORSE, she sighed.
I think it's all the tile in there, groaned A.G. Bear. Got any more ideas, Isadora?

Isadora nodded sleepily.

Isadora and A.G. Bear opened the bathroom door and each grabbed hold of a corner of Mrs. Duck's pillow.
I'm not at all convinced this is a good idea, A.G. said doubtfully, struggling to drag the momentarily quiet duck into the adjoining bedroom, where Miss Amanda's parents lay sleeping .
A short time later, as A.G. Bear, Isadora and Miss Amanda finally slept undisturbed in the next room, Mrs. Duck awoke on her pillow on the floor. In the dark, she naturally thought she had simply fallen out of her own bed, in her own room.

Sleepily, Mrs. Duck picked up her pillow and climbed back into bed, drifting off to sleep next to what she thought was Isadora Le Chat.

By three AM, Miss Amanda's Mommy, now wide awake and totally exhausted from the perfectly awful snoring and whistling and SssnnnaaAAAAARRRRRKKKKKing coming from Miss Amanda's Daddy's side of the bed, picked up her pillow and trundled sleepily into Miss Amanda's room. She fell into the empty spot on the bed next to Isadora Le Chat, and was herself immediately fast asleep.

The following morning, Miss Amanda, her Mommy, A.G. Bear and Isadora Le Chat were all still sound asleep in the next room, when Miss Amanda's Daddy rolled over to say good morning to Miss Amanda's Mommy.....
...and found himself face to face with a loudly snoring duck.

AAAACCKKK!!, shouted Miss Amanda's Daddy...
....sending a thoroughly startled, but not very wide awake Mrs. Duck, flapping and squawking through the door into Miss Amanda's room.

A.G. Bear opened one sleepy eye . Miss Amanda's Daddy certainly is the nervous sort, isn't he?
Maybe he drinks too much coffee, yawned Isadora Le Chat from the next bed, and then she rolled over and went back to sleep.


Adventures of A.G. Bear
Cat Tales, Book 6- Things That Go Snaarrrkk In The Night!

By Cynthia Gurin - Copyright 1994 - 2023

Here are the A.G.Bear Books in order. Simply click on the name to go to that story.

Book I - Cat Tales, The Tea Party
Book -2- No Matter Where You Go, There You Are

Book -3- Chapter Flea
Book -4- Strawberry Fields, Wherever
Book -5- Night-Time Is The Time To Sleep

Book -6- Things That Go Snnaarrrrkk In The Night

Background: The Making of The Adventures of A.G. Bear

ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Cynthia Gurin lives in South Florida with her husband Bob, a quartet of cats, two dogs, a remarkably wise duck, and a teddy bear or two. She has achieved recognition in both the Miami Herald and The Wall Street Journal for innovative marketing techniques. She considers the Personal Ad, through which she met her husband, to be her most rewarding literary endeavor. She holds a senior corporate position in the real world. Send Mail to Cynthia Gurin

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We're invited for lunch,
Miss Amanda and me..
First alphabet soup,
then cookies and tea.
There's bowls full of letters
like A, B, and C,
This bowl must be mine
'cause it spells C-A-T

ABOUT THE ILLUSTRATOR: Jeff Meyers is a talented writer and a talented illustrator. Jeff makes his home in Ohio. He enjoys writing fiction for all ages and has been drawing and painting all his life. His artwork includes cartoons, illustrations, computer graphics, and still life drawings. When he's not working at his computer, Jeff enjoys spending time with his wife and three children. Jeff has wonderful examples of both his artistic as well as his writing talent on display throughout Bedtime-Story. Check the Author/Illustrator directory for a complete listing of Jeff Meyers work. Contact Jeff at or visit his new website: The JEFFWORKS for Creative solutions to your communication needs.

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