I'm Dougal Trump . . . Where's My Tarantula?
The second installment of Dougal Trump's ridiculous life has arrived
"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 for ransom. Dougal must fulfill the kidnapper's demands before poor Sybil is tortured, one leg at a time.