I'm Dougal Trump ... Where's My Tarantula?
"Mum," I yelled. "Sybil the Goliath birdeater spider is no longer in my room." Somebody has stolen Dougal's tarantula, Sybil (named after his sister - they both have very hairy legs), and she is being held to ransom. Dougal must fulfil the kidnapper's demands before poor Sybil is tortured - one leg at a time. Praise for I'm Dougal Trump ...And It's Not My Fault!: 'Laugh-out-loud funny ...a really enjoyable read' - TheBookbag.co.uk 'Bought this for my 8-year-old son, who generally avoids books like the plague. He loved it' - Waterstones.com Customer Reviews 'I found it very, VERY funny' - Archie, aged 11