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  Theo returned to his seat next to Roger and his mother and whispered, “Any idea why all of these people are here? Tell me now so I won’t get blindsided.”

  Alice shook her head. No.

  Roger said, “Not really. All we know is that Rufus is always sound asleep when we go to bed, but in the mornings he comes in covered with dirt and briars. I have to bathe him every morning. He goes roaming at night, but we have no idea where.”

  “Great,” Theo mumbled.

  An Animal Control officer standing by the bench yelled, “Keep your seats. Animal Court is now in session. The Honorable Sergio Yeck presiding.”

  Judge Yeck ambled through a side door and took his seat behind the rickety bench. As always, he wore jeans and cowboy boots, no robe whatsoever. He was a local lawyer with a colorful history and the only lawyer in town who had agreed to serve as a part-time judge in Animal Court. He liked to grumble about the job, but his friends knew that he secretly enjoyed it.

  “Good afternoon, Ms. Collins,” he said with a wide smile.

  “Good afternoon, Judge,” she replied. It was immediately obvious to Theo that these two had met before. He knew from experience that Judge Yeck had an eye for pretty ladies.

  “And always good to see you, Theo,” he said.

  “Thanks, Judge. Always nice to be here.”

  His Honor looked at his docket and said, “So our first matter is the detention of Mr. Rufus the Rabbit. Theo, I assume you are representing the Kerr family, the owners of Rufus.”

  Without standing, Theo nodded and said, “Yes, sir.”

  “All right, Ms. Collins, you get to go first. Let’s hear it and please keep it brief.”

  Brittany stood rather professionally with a yellow legal pad, though standing was not required. She began, “Well, Your Honor, there are numerous complaining parties. It seems as though every night for the past two weeks the entire neighborhood along Oakleaf and Market Streets comes to life with a loud and prolonged chorus of barking dogs. House dogs, yard dogs, stray dogs, all dogs become extremely agitated and bark and howl for hours, as if on cue. The racket goes on and on and no one is getting any sleep. These people, many of whom are here in the courtroom, are exhausted, and they are fed up.”

  Theo glanced over his shoulder, a mistake. The courtroom was packed with folks who looked tired and fed up.

  “About what time does this show begin each night?” Judge Yeck asked.

  “It’s really strange, Judge. It starts at precisely midnight, under clear skies or under clouds. At the stroke of midnight the dogs seem to go nuts. A house pet can be sound asleep until he hears a distant bark, then he or she goes crazy. It spreads quickly throughout the neighborhood and all the lights come on. Everybody’s awake.”

  “You have a witness?” Judge Yeck asked, gazing at the packed courtroom.

  “I have at least twenty.”

  “Well, we don’t need twenty. I think I already get the message. Pick your best two and let’s hear them.”

  “Okay. The City calls Ms. Emma Dofield.”

  Ms. Dofield stood and hustled to the front. She was a pleasant-looking lady of about fifty. She stopped in front of the bench, raised her right hand and swore to tell the truth, then took a seat in a folding chair.

  Brittany simply said, “Now, Ms. Dofield, please tell us your story.”

  The witness couldn’t wait. “Well, you’ve already heard what we’re going through. It’s terrible. We’re exhausted. The dogs are all acting weird, and not just at night. We had to take Leo to the dog shrink.”

  Judge Yeck leaned in and said, “Excuse me, who’s Leo?”

  “Our dog. He’s a Lagotto.”

  “A what?”

  “A Lagotto. An Italian water dog.”

  “Of course. And he went to the shrink?”

  “Yes, sir. He’s a bit neurotic to begin with, but a very sweet little guy. He’s been so upset with all this that we had to put him on antidepressants.”

  “Anyway.”

  “Anyway, two nights ago I was awake at midnight, sort of waiting for the fireworks, and sure enough things erupted on time. Leo, who’s a bit groggy these days but nonetheless still alert, ran to the window in the breakfast nook and started barking at the patio. I eased to a window in the den, and in the shadows I saw a rabbit. A big rabbit. He jumped onto our deck, which is made of wood, and started thumping his back foot real loud. He did this little dance in a circle, thumping like crazy, rattling the boards, and driving Leo even crazier. There were no lights on our patio so I turned on the floodlight, but the rabbit had vanished. I turned it off, waited and waited, and sure enough he came back. I could make out his silhouette in the shadows. He started thumping again, real loud, but when I reached for the light, he vanished again. It was like he has a sixth sense and knows when the lights are about to come on.”

  Brittany asked, “So, can you describe this rabbit?”

  “Well, sort of. He’s big, bigger than any rabbit I’ve ever seen, and he has these really floppy ears.”

  Brittany turned to Theo and said, “Your witness.”

  Theo was on his feet, holding his yellow legal pad like all lawyers. He smiled politely at the witness and said, “Now, Ms. Dofield, you’re certain this rabbit is a male.”

  “Uh, well, uh, to be honest, I don’t really know.”

  “But you have repeatedly referred to the rabbit as ‘he’ and ‘him.’ Correct?”

  “Sure, but I guess that’s just a habit.”

  “Fair enough. You don’t know the gender. Do you know its color?”

  “Beg your pardon.”

  “Ms. Dofield, you said it’s very dark on your patio and there’s no light. You saw a silhouette in the shadows. Is the rabbit white, gray, brown, black, yellow, spotted? Please describe this rabbit.”

  “Well, I would say dark.”

  “Dark gray, dark brown, black?”

  “I really don’t know for sure.”

  “Okay. According to the Atlas Register of Animals, there are about ninety different breeds of rabbit. What kind of rabbit are we talking about here?”

  “Oh, I have no idea.”

  “No further questions, Your Honor.”

  “You may return to your seat,” Judge Yeck said with a smile. He wanted to wink at Theo but that would not have been professional. “Call your second witness,” he said.

  Brittany stood. “The City calls the Honorable Frank Pendergrast.”

  Theo almost fainted. He felt as though he’d been in Youth Court every day for the past month lobbying Judge Pendergrast on behalf of Woody and Tony. Now he was supposed to cross-examine him?

  And how fair was a trial when one of the witnesses was a well-respected judge? Theo wanted to object to his testimony but could think of no good reason. Plus, he knew Judge Yeck was going to allow his colleague to testify anyway.

  After he took his oath and had a seat, Brittany wasted no time. “Judge Pendergrast, you are one of three neighbors who signed the complaint. Would you explain why?”

  “Sure. Just like Ms. Dofield said, this has been going on for about two weeks. My wife and I have a bloodhound named Barney who sleeps downstairs and he’s been very upset. You ever heard a bloodhound howl indoors at midnight?”

  “No, sir, don’t think so.”

  “Well, it’s something to remember. Last Sunday night I hurried downstairs and I was sitting with Barney, trying to settle him down. I could hear dogs barking for miles around it seemed. I saw something on the patio that I first thought was a big rat. We’ve had a problem with them. I reached for a light, turned it on, and the thing vanished, just like that. No sign at all. I turned the light off, waited, and then I heard this thumping sound on the patio. Barney went nuts again. I eased to the window and caught a glimpse of the varmint. It wasn’t a rat, it was a rabbit, a huge rabbit with brown fur and big hind legs. He was thumping away, turning in a circle like some kind of war dance. I reached for the light again, flipped the switch, but he was gone.”<
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  “Then what happened?”

  “I turned the light off and waited, but he had moved on. Barney was agitated for the rest of the night and I could hear dogs barking throughout the neighborhood.”

  “What did you do then?”

  “Well, as you might guess, these escapades have caused quite a stir in our neighborhood. Fred Koger lives four doors down and he knows the Kerrs, who live about three blocks away. He had seen their rabbit, this Rufus character, and he knew that the Kerrs allowed him to run free at night. They supposedly have a pet door and don’t believe in caging their animals. We put our heads together and decided to notify Animal Control. Here we are.”

  Brittany said, “Your Honor, at this time I’d like to bring in the defendant.”

  Judge Yeck said, “Sure, bring him in.”

  An Animal Control officer opened a door, disappeared, then came back with a large cage which he set on a table under the bench. Everyone stretched their necks to get a look at the criminal. Rufus chewed on some kale leaves, seemingly unconcerned.

  Brittany pointed at him and asked, “Now, Judge Pendergrast, is this the rabbit you saw on your patio two nights ago?”

  “I believe so, yes.”

  “Thank you. I tender the witness,” Brittany said and took her seat.

  Theo rose slowly, horrified that he was expected to cross-examine a judge he had great respect for. Plus, he was a nervous wreck because the courtroom was now packed. Even more, he was just a thirteen-year-old kid fighting a bunch of adults.

  He smiled at the witness, and Judge Pendergrast smiled back because it was, after all, sort of cute to be facing a kid lawyer.

  Theo swallowed hard and plowed ahead. “Judge Pendergrast, according to your testimony, your patio is dark at night, correct?”

  “That’s right.”

  “And in order to have lights you have to flip a switch from the inside?”

  “Yes.”

  “So it was around midnight, it was dark, and you saw something on your patio?”

  “That’s what I said, Theo.”

  “Would you please look at Rufus? Would you agree that his fur is light brown with a few white spots, and that he is quite large for a rabbit?”

  “I suppose so.”

  “And would you agree that he looks nothing like a rat?”

  “No, he doesn’t, but that was just my first impression. I got a better look a few minutes later.”

  “In the dark?”

  “Well, yes it was dark.”

  “In fact, you never saw the rabbit with the lights on?”

  “I did not.”

  “And for the past two weeks you’ve been exhausted and not sleeping much. Could that affect your eyesight?”

  “Maybe, but it didn’t. I saw that rabbit, Theo. I’m sure of it.”

  “Okay. Judge, do you know how many other rabbits are kept as pets in your neighborhood?”

  Judge Pendergrast sighed as if frustrated with the entire episode. And it was a bit demeaning for such an important judge to be sitting down in the basement in Animal Court and getting roughed up by a thirteen-year-old.

  “No, I don’t know. Do you?”

  “I’m asking the questions, Your Honor. Is Rufus the only rabbit in the neighborhood?”

  “I do not know.”

  “Thank you, sir. I have no more questions.”

  Brittany jumped to her feet and said, “I have just one more, Your Honor.”

  “Go ahead.” Judge Yeck was already bored with the case.

  Brittany said, “Now, Judge, you and the others signed the complaint Monday morning, and Rufus was taken into custody, right?”

  “That’s correct.”

  “Any noise last night?”

  “Not a peep. Everyone slept well for the first time in two weeks.”

  “The City rests its case, Your Honor.” She sat down and Judge Pendergrast returned to his seat in the rear of the crowd.

  Judge Yeck looked at Theo and said, “For the defense?”

  Theo said, “Well, yes, Your Honor, the defense calls Ms. Alice Kerr.”

  She swore to tell the truth and took the stand. Before she said anything she looked at the cage as if she might cry.

  Theo plowed ahead. “Now, Ms. Kerr, are you the owner of this rabbit?”

  “Well, uh, yes I guess. He’s owned by our family.”

  “Tell us a little about Rufus.” Theo thought it might be important to learn a little about the animal before Judge Yeck decided whether or not to put it down.

  She offered a goofy smile and said, “Oh, he’s just marvelous. Rufus is a French Lop, lop-eared, of course, as you can see, and he’s quite large for the breed. Most weigh between ten and fifteen pounds, but Rufus is pushing twenty. Eats all the time. We bought him one Easter maybe five years ago and the kids have sort of grown up with Rufus. He’s a member of our family.”

  “And where does he stay in the house?”

  “All over the place. He has a small bed in the washroom next to the dryer, and that’s where the kids feed him, but he roams as he pleases.”

  “Can he leave the house whenever he wants?”

  “I suppose. We have a small pet gate in the kitchen door so he can go into the backyard if he wants. He does it all the time, especially in warm weather.”

  “Is the backyard fenced in?”

  “It is, of course. Rufus is always confined. I’ve never known him to roam the neighborhood like these people are saying.”

  “Can he jump over the fence?”

  “Oh, I don’t think so. I’ve never seen him do that. He’s very well behaved.”

  “During the past two weeks, have you noticed anything unusual about Rufus?”

  “Well, yes, to be truthful, we’ve . . .”

  “Please be truthful, Ms. Kerr,” Judge Yeck said. “You are under oath, remember?”

  “Yes, sir. We’ve noticed that first thing in the mornings Rufus has been covered with dirt, mud, and briars. We checked the back fence and found no way for him to escape, but I just don’t know. We’ve had to bathe him every morning.”

  Suddenly, Rufus came to life and began pounding the floor of his cage with a hind leg. The cage shook and rattled loudly and began rocking itself toward the edge of the table. Rufus appeared frantic and distraught and began pawing at the cage door with his front feet. He wheezed and sort of shrieked as if he wanted to bark or howl but wasn’t sure how to go about it.

  Ms. Kerr was alarmed and exclaimed, “Poor thing. He’s so upset. He’s never been in a cage before. See what they’ve done to him.”

  Rufus turned his rear to the courtroom, froze for a second, and passed gas, not loudly, but in a potent concentration. The odor was instant and strong and when he was finished he began pounding the bottom of the cage again.

  Judge Yeck snarled at the Animal Control officer, “Take him away.” The poor guy approached the cage timidly, lifted it, and rushed Rufus away from the bench, through the door, and out of sight.

  The odor lingered for a moment. Judge Yeck had had enough. “You finished, Theo?”

  It was more of a command than a question and Theo said, “Yes, sir.”

  “Cross-examination, Ms. Collins?”

  Brittany stood and wisely said, “Judge, I think we’ve had enough. I’d like to propose a settlement here to avoid the sticky issue of putting down Rufus. The City really doesn’t want to do that, not at this time anyway.”

  “Oh, thank goodness!” Ms. Kerr said from the witness chair and covered her mouth with both hands.

  Judge Yeck said, “Ms. Kerr, you may return to your seat. Let me see the lawyers up here, please.”

  Theo strutted to the bench as if he’d been trying cases for twenty years. Brittany smiled at him and said, “After you.” They stepped to the bench and Judge Yeck leaned down low. In a whisper he said, “I’m going to spare his life, this time, but next time I’ll order a firing squad.” He smiled at his humor. The lawyers did not. He waved the air in front of h
is face as the last of the odor slowly evaporated.

  Yeck continued. “There must be a simple way to keep this rabbit in the house at night, right, Theo? Can’t they just lock the pet door?”

  “I don’t see why not, Your Honor.”

  “Sounds simple to me,” Brittany said.

  Judge Yeck looked at the crowd and said, “Okay, this matter is resolved. I am ordering Rufus the Rabbit to be returned to his owner immediately. And he will be on probation. I am ordering the Kerr family to keep this rabbit indoors during the night, every night, and if he gets out again and torments the neighbors’ dogs, then I will have no choice but to order his arrest and extermination. Do you understand, Ms. Kerr?”

  She was still crying, but she wiped her cheeks and nodded. Yes.

  “Any questions, Theo?”

  “No, sir. And thanks, Your Honor.”

  The crowd hurried out. Most of the neighbors seemed relieved that the defendant would now be kept under lock and key. Rufus was handed over to Roger and Ms. Kerr, who cuddled him like a newborn.

  Outside the courthouse, they thanked Theo and congratulated him over and over.

  As he rode away on his bike, he couldn’t help but whisper proudly: “Seven wins, no losses.”

  Garth Tucker’s family owned a construction company that built cheap motels along interstate highways. Garth’s father inherited the company from his father and had the reputation of being a shrewd businessman. It therefore came as no surprise when he hired Clifford Nance to defend his son.

  Clifford Nance was perhaps the finest criminal defense lawyer for miles around. Theo had watched him in court many times, most recently in the murder trial of Pete Duffy. When Clifford Nance was in trial, the charges were serious and the accused had plenty of money to hire the best.

  At nine a.m. on a Wednesday morning, Nance sat at the defense table with young Garth next to him. For the occasion, Garth wore a dark suit and a tie, and he had evidently just been to the barbershop. He was a handsome young gentleman who looked as though he was not capable of committing any crime. His father sat behind him.