Lynn Johnston - Farley and the Lost Bone

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The grass on the lawn was green, the breeze was soft, and the warm sun soaked into Farleys fur. It felt wonderful after the long winter. Elly was outside, too. She hummed a happy song as she dug in her flower bed. Seeing Elly dig reminded Farley of something. Something he had wanted to do all winter. Something he couldnt do while the ground was covered with snow.

Now the snow was gone, but Farley couldnt remember what he had wanted to do.
What did Elly digging remind him of?
Was it... playing with the other dogs in the park?
Was it... rolling in the cool, soft dirt to rub off the itchy fur he was shedding?
Farley knew there was something he had really, REALLY wanted to do when the snow was gone. It bothered him that he couldnt remember. Then he saw John pick up a wrench.

He remembered! Elly had given him a big, juicy, meaty bone. He had buried it in the yard. That night, the snow had fallen and the ground had frozen. He hadnt been able to dig up his bone. All winter long, he had dreamed about that bone. He thought and thought. Maybe thats why Elly was digging in the flower bed. He thought and thought. Maybe thats why Elly was digging in the flower bed.

She was trying to find his bone for herself! Farley ran to the flower bed and started to dig. He had to find that bone before Elly did! But he didnt find the bone in the flower bed. And Elly yelled and chased him away. Lynn Johnston was born in Collingwood, Ontario, and grew up in British Columbia. She was the first woman to win the National Cartoonists Societys Reuben Award for Outstanding Cartoonist of the Year in 1985. In 1992, accolades followed with an award for Best Syndicated Comic Strip.

She works from her studio in Corbeil, Ontario, Canada. Beth Cruikshank grew up in the northern mining town of Lynn Lake, Manitoba. She is probably most recognizable to For Better or For Worse readers as the inspiration for the affable Aunt Bev to the Patterson kids. A frequent collaborator with Johnston, Cruickshank has worked on projects including The Lives Behind the Lines, Suddenly Silver, and Farley Follows His Nose. Then he had an idea. Maybe the bone was under Johns railway set! But he didnt find the bone under the railway set.

And John yelled and chased him away. Then he had an idea. Maybe the bone was in Lizzies sandbox! But he didnt find the bone in the sandbox.
And Lizzie shouted and chased him away. Then he had an idea.
Maybe the bone was in Michaels fort! But he didnt find the bone in the fort.
And Michael yelled and chased him away. Farley was sad. He hadnt meant to bother anyone.
He just wanted so badly to find his bone.
Farley slipped away to his Special Place.
It was where he always went when he wanted to be alone. Farley lay quiet and sad, not thinking of anything at all. Farley lay quiet and sad, not thinking of anything at all.