“Who’s a silly boy then?

Got turned inside out when

He came out to pla-ay

On the Net one da-ay!”

“Let’s GET him!” she hissed again to Adrienne.

The little squirrel seemed to be having some problems though. She was tapping away on the keyboard of her Search Engine, and hitting ‘Enter’ – but nothing was happening!

“Zut!” she went crossly. “What ees ze MATTER wiz zis thing?”

Meanwhile, Blackshanks the Baron went on with his horrible tune, flapping round Wizzie like a dancing umbrella, his glossy black wings going up and down with the tune.

“Who’s a dozy doggy?

Found the Zone all boggy

He can’t move a pa-aw

He’s stuck to the flo – or!”

And Wiz was, too – he kept dashing forward, with a snarl and a growl (well a lrans and a lworg, really), to try and give the Baron a good nip and see him off, but it was no good – every time he bounced off the invisible wall all round him. He wasn’t quite stuck to the floor, like the Baron’s nasty little song said, but he might as well have been!

Meanwhile Adrienne was getting crosser and crosser with her search engine. “Quelque chose d’imbecile!” (“Stupid thing!”) she muttered angrily, tapping in the entry code she needed to zap the Baron for what seemed to Dot like the fifteenth time. “Espèce de saucisson!” (which means “Kind of a sausage!” …no, don’t ask me why she said that… I don’t understand it either… but French is a very special kind of language, you know - has its own rules!)

Mr Mouse hopped up on Dot’s shoulder and peered at what Adrienne was doing. Then he chuckled in his most irritating way.

Adrienne turned round and looked at him. “Eh bien – quoi? QUOI??” (“Well – what? WHAT??”) she whispered crossly.

“It’s ‘Case-Sensitive’, kid” Mr Mouse whispered back, pushing his baseball cap round back to front and leaning back against Dot’s cheek with his paws behind his head. “Like, some commands you type in have to be ‘Lower Case’ – all in small letters – not ‘Upper Case’, the big ones, you know…? Bet ya do really!  Well you got your ‘Caps Lock’ on, so everything’s coming out in ‘Upper Case’ – the big letters - so your on-board computer don’t understand what you wanna do!”

Dot was surprised to see that even a red squirrel can blush. It’d be hard to describe, but that’s what was happening all right!

“Ah… merci… she mumbled, tapping at her keyboard again.

And not a moment too soon, either. Blackshanks’ sneering little dance was getting him closer and close to Wiz.

“What a dopey hound dog

Went out for a quick jog

Nobody had taught him

So the Baron caught him –“

But that was the last nasty little tune he was going to sing for quite a while. ‘ENTER’ went Adrienne, for the sixteenth time!

ZIPFORSSCHKATANG went her Search Engine!

And suddenly they were looking at a VERY different Blackshanks the Baron indeed!