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HANNA-BARBERA'S
SCOOBY-DOOand the Haunted Doghouse
By Jean Lewis
Illustrated by Richard Lowe
RAND M9NALLY & COMPANY • ChicagoEstablished 1856
Copyright • MCMLXXV by Hanna-Barbera Productions, Inc.
All rights reserved. Printed in U.S.A.
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1 he Mystery, Inc. gang had a new assignment.
Today they weren't solving a mystery. They were
building Scooby-Doo a doghouse in Shaggy's
backyard.
"Ouch!" said Shaggy, hammering his thumb.
''Come rain, sleet, or snow, this roof will keep
him dry," said Fred proudly.
"Let's paint it red," said Velma.
"I like this shade of blue," said Daphne.
"Why don't you paint one side blue," said Shaggy,
and the other side red?"
"Great!" and the girls started painting.
Scooby barked excitedly. Having his ownhouse was going to be a lot more fun than sleeping
on the back porch!
As soon as the paint was dry. Shaggy said,
''Okay, Scooby, it's all yours."
Scooby barked his thanks, crawled in and
curled up. For the next two days he only came
out to eat. He loved his new house— until the
third night.
Shaggy was in bed, scaring himself to sleep with
a book of ghost stories, when suddenly something
landed on his bed with a howl.
Shaggy screamed and dropped his book. Then he
saw Scooby. ''Did you see a ghost?" he gasped.
Scooby dived under the covers, still shaking.
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Shaggy got out of bed and picked up a flashlight.
"C'mon, Scooby," he said.
Scooby burrowed deeper under the covers.
So Shaggy went on the porch alone, turned on
the light and looked into the yard. There was a
clothesline full of wash and Scooby's new house.
Nothing else.
He walked toward the doghouse. When he
shone his flashlight inside, a pair of eyes glowed
back at him!
''Yoicks!" Shaggy dropped his flash. As he ran for
the house, something white went past him with a
wild shriek. Then he joined Scooby under the
covers for the rest of the night.
The next morning Shaggy told the Mystery, Inc.
gang, "The doghouse is haunted. I saw the ghost!"
"A ghost dog?" giggled Daphne.
"There aren't any ghosts—two-footed or
four-footed," said Velma.
Fred looked inside the doghouse. "Does
Scooby finish his dog food every night?"
Shaggy shook his head. ''He eats too much people
food in the daytime. Why?"Fred held up an empty dish. "Ever see a ghost
dog stop to eat?"
Velma showed them a white pillowcase. "I
found this caught in the bushes over there."
"That's your 'something white,' Shaggy," said
Daphne. "It fell off the clothesline."
"And walked fifty feet to those bushes all by
itself?" snorted Shaggy. "And how about that
shriek I heard?"
Scooby peeked around the porch steps.
"Poor Scooby," said Velma. "He's still too
scared to come near his beautiful new house."
"Okay, gang," said Fred. "Here's our assignment.
Tonight we de-haunt Scooby's doghouse."
After dark they all tiptoed out on Shaggy's back
porch, waiting for the "ghost."
An owl hooted, a twig snapped. Then Scooby
jumped up, opening his mouth to howl. Shaggy
held it shut as Fred waved his flashlight for
the gang to follow him to the doghouse.
"There's something inside," hissed Shaggy.
They stopped to listen. They heard a low,
purring sound, then some tiny squeaks.
Fred shone his flashlight inside.
"The glowing eyes!" gasped Velma.
The purring changed to a growl and in the
flashlight's beam they saw the "ghost" that had
been haunting Scooby's doghouse.
"It's a cat!" said Daphne.
"With three tiny kittens!" said Velma.
"They've just been born," said Fred.
"In Scooby's doghouse!" gulped Shaggy.
Then everyone hurried to get warm milk for
the stray mother cat and a soft blanket for
her kittens. Meanwhile, Scooby stood guard,
looking as pleased and proud as any father!
As the cat gratefully lapped up a dish of warm
milk, Shaggy asked, "What about that ghostly
white thing that shrieked last night?"
"You scared her out of the doghouse. Then the
pillowcase fell on her and she yelled and ran,"
said Fred.
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"You just talked me out of believing in ghosts,"
said Shaggy. "This time!"
The next assignment for Mystery, Inc. was to
find good homes for "Spooky" and her kittens.
Then Scooby was able to move into his very
own de-haunted doghouse at last.
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