Liz's house is like a zoo. Thanks to her dad, a zoologist, there are turtles in the kitchen, an ibex in the backyard, a hawk in the shed, a sun porch full of lizards -- and Fred the ferret. Liz has had enough At school, her nickname is Lizard. Her classmates think she's weird...
"Good luck, Lizard!" Liz is mortified when her nickname is used in front of the cutest new boy in the sixth grade. She has been stuck with the horrible name ever since a lizard she brought to school for Show-and-Tell escaped in the classroom. Liz's zoologist father has filled...
"Good luck, Lizard!" Liz is mortified when her nickname is used in front of the cutest new boy in the sixth grade. She has been stuck with the horrible name ever since a lizard she brought to school for Show-and-Tell escaped in the classroom. Liz's zoologist father has filled...
Liz tells her zoologist father he must get rid of all the homeless animals he keeps at their house or she'll never win the sixth-grade class presidency. But when they're gone she learns there are more important things than winning.