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We Can't All Be Rattlesnakes by Patrick Jennings (2011, Trade Paperback)

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Product Identifiers

PublisherHarperCollins

ISBN-100060821175

ISBN-139780060821173

eBay Product ID (ePID)102762869

Product Key Features

Book TitleWe Can't All Be Rattlesnakes

Number of Pages144 Pages

LanguageEnglish

TopicHumorous Stories, Animals / Reptiles & Amphibians, Animals / Pets, General, Animals / General

Publication Year2011

GenreJuvenile Fiction

AuthorPatrick Jennings

FormatTrade Paperback

Dimensions

Item Height0.4 in

Item Weight3.6 Oz

Item Length5.1 in

Item Width7.5 in

Additional Product Features

Intended AudienceJuvenile Audience

Dewey Edition22

Grade FromThird Grade

Dewey Decimal[Fic]

Grade ToSeventh Grade

SynopsisCrusher the snake will charm readers in this entertaining, funny novel about a snake in captivity and how she turns the tables on her human captor. I am a snake. No, not a rattlesnake. I just look like one. I'm a gopher snake. One day an oily, filthy, fleshy human child crossed my path. As luck would have it, he knew the difference between a gopher snake and a rattlesnake. He has imprisoned me in a terrarium. His name is Gunnar. He calls me Crusher. He thinks I'm male. I'm not. He dropped in a dead mouse and hoped I'd eat it. I buried it. He then dropped in a live one, which he called "Breakfast." I didn't lay a coil on it. Gunnar thinks I'll be his adoring pet. He's wrong. In fact, I am planning my escape. I may take breakfast with me., I am a snake. No, not a rattlesnake. I just look like one. I'm a gopher snake. One day an oily, filthy, fleshy human child crossed my path. As luck would have it, he knew the difference between a gopher snake and a rattlesnake. He has imprisoned me in a terrarium. His name is Gunnar. He calls me Crusher. He thinks I'm male. I'm not. He dropped in a dead mouse and hoped I'd eat it. I buried it. He then dropped in a live one, which he called "Breakfast." I didn't lay a coil on it. Gunnar thinks I'll be his adoring pet. He's wrong. In fact, I am planning my escape. I may take Breakfast with me. Crusher will charm readers in this entertaining, clever novel about a snake in captivity and how she turns the tables on her human captor.