At Miss Clavel's school, they all loved their pet dog, Genieve Marie. To the little girls, though, Genieve was more than just a dog. To them, Genieve Marie was
perfect.
Riley, Madeline, and the Dog Show
Narrator: In an old house in Paris covered in vines, Riley said allons-y Genevieve, lived thirteen little girls, as always, she follows her friends downstairs by
sliding on the banister.
(Church bell ringing)
In two straights lines, they left the house at half past nine. In two straights lines, in rain… or shine. The oldest one was Riley ands the smallest one was Madeline. Whatever the girls wanted to do, their dog wanted to do it too. There was nothing that Genevieve could not do.
One day the girls went to a carnival, where they saw many amazing things. Riley looked up and gasped.
Genevieve was suddenly on the horse, displaying a number of tricks she had learned. Back at the school, she puts on a funny puppet show.
Narrator... everybody loved her; all the girls and Miss Clavel.
They all said "Bravo!"
"Madeline, I believe that Genevieve is the smartest dog in all of Paris!" Miss Clavel said
"Excusez Moi Miss Clavel, but that is not correct." Madeline said.
"Non?" Miss Clavel asked, somewhat confused.
"No, Genevieve is the smartest dog in the entire world!" Madeline replied.
"Oui oui, Madeline that is correct." Miss Clavel agreed.
Narrator: As Genevieve walked from door to door with the girls, her many friends would say, 'Bonjour!'
As the lady put water out for her to drink, the butcher gave her sausages, and the florist gave her a flower to wear in her hair.
Narrator: One day Genevieve Maire began to bark when she saw a poster near the park. A contest was due to be held to determine which dog was the finest in
Paris.
The 13 girls crowded around the poster.
"A competition to find the finest dog in all of Paris? Genevieve Marie, that is you!" Riley said excitedly
The rest of the girls agreed.
"Without a doubt, why look?" Nicole asked rhetorically.
"Her coat is so shiny!" Chloe said.
"So is her nose." Danielle said.
"Her manners are perfect too." Added Madeline.
"Mais Oui, it's true, the finest dog in Paris—I mean, in all the world—is Genevieve Marie!" Miss Clavel replied.
Narrator... in the thirteen little girls adoring eyes, their dog had already won first prize.
"What other dog can juggle?" Madeline asked when she saw Genieve juggling apples.
"And of course she multiplies." Riley pointed out.
3 x 3 = 9, 4 x 4 = 16
"And sing all at once." Madeline said
"Bravo, Genevieve!" All the girls shouted
Narrator: So the girls groomed Genevieve from head to toe to make sure she would win the best in show.
"You are the best-smelling dog in Paris, n'est-ce pas?" Madeline said
Genevieve sneezed.
"Bless you." Madeline said as she wiped the droplets of water from her face.
"And brave, too!" Riley said as she hugged Madeline.
Narrator: For they recalled Genevieve the brave, who had saved Madeline from a watery grave, but when the time to leave drew near Miss Clavel cried. "Oh dear, oh dear, what an awful mess you girls have made here!"
"Pardon moi, Miss Clavel, I know we have made a mess, but it was worth it; look at our Genevieve!" Madeline said.
"Is she not the perfect dog?" Riley asked.
"Oui oui Riley and Madeline, Genevieve is the perfect dog! Now let us make this room as clean as this dog!" Miss Clavel commanded.
The girls got to work cleaning the room as quickly as they could.
Narrator: in the blink of an eye, the old house was neat and the girls all headed up the street. Dogs of every shape and size come to try for the famous prize but
Madeline and Riley did not worry a bit. Their dog would win, both sisters were sure of it.
While waiting in line to enter, the twins saw their neighbor Emily with her mom and a man. Emily was holding a leash that was attached to a white dog.
"Hi Emily!" The twins called.
Emily turned around and smiled as she saw her neighbors. "Hi Madeline! Riley! This is my dad and our dog, Snowbell."
Matthew, Emily's father, approached the twins and said; "You must be Madeline and Riley."
The twins said "oui", and curtsied politely.
"My wife and Emily have told me many things about the two of you." Matthew remarked.
The twins smiled and said, "We love spending time with Emily."
Emily then turned to her father and said, "Dad, it's our turn."
Matthew chuckled and said, "All right, my dear."
"Good luck, girls". Emily told her friends.
"Good luck to you as well". Madeline replied with a smile.
A few moments later, Madeline and Riley arrived at the table to enter their dog in the show.
"May I help you, little girl?" a lady asked.
"My sister, friends, and I want to enter Genevieve Marie in the competition, s'il te plaît." Riley answered.
The lady glanced at Genieve Marie, she smiled. "Very well, here is your entry umber."
The twins gasped when they heard a man yelling.
"No, no, this will not do!"
Narrator: Just as Genevieve was about to enter, the man stepped forward front and center.
"This dog cannot compete!" The man yelled.
A woman came forward as well. "No, no, no!"
Miss Clavel said, "Why would you say such things?"
"This dog cannot compete because she has no pedigree!" The woman said.
"A mixed breed of any uncertain hesitation, she is not good enough for this show, no, no, and again no! Our friend Kathy told us so!" the man replied.
The twins looked at each other in surprise. "You know our aunt?"
The lady narrowed her eyes and nodded with a sniff.
"That is true; she has no pedigree, but we will go get one. Come; let us go to the pedigree shop!" Madeline said
"Impossible Madeline, a pedigree shows that the dog's parents are both the same breed, and Genevieve Marie is a mixture." Miss Clavel said.
Narrator... the dog could not enter with pedigree, but Madeline and their friends did not agree.
"We do not need a pedigree to know that Genevieve is the best dog in the world!" Miss Clavel said.
"Yes, yes, yes, we love you, Genevieve Marie!" The girls replied.
"Exactments moi." Miss Clavel said.
"Now all of Paris will never know what a wonderful dog you are." Riley said sadly
Narrator: The girls were feeling sad and blue until Madeline said;
'This won't do! We know that Genevieve is the best doggie, and now we must show the other, Allons-y!"
"Maddie, wait up!" Riley yelled as she ran to catch up with her sister.
"Girls, wait for us!" Miss Clavel called as she and the 11 other girls ran to catch up with the twins.
Narrator: Because Madeline and Riley showed much emotion, both twins caused quite a commotion.
"What do you mean Genevieve can't enter? She is magnifique; she is sympatric!" Madeline said angrily
"She is pathetic!" the woman said
"No, Madame, you are wrong! My Genevieve is a wonderful friend; she is faithful and truthful. Another thing, Mrs. Hair Woman, she has even saved my twin sister's life, and she deserves the chance to prove to the world that she is the perfect dog!" Riley said.
"Humph, and what makes you say that, you little brat?" The man asked harshly.
"I'm glad you asked!" Riley said. "Some dogs bark, and some dogs bite. However, our dog tucks us in at night. Some dogs howl, and some dogs yelp. But you
can call our dog for help!"
All the girls agreed. "She's perfect, perfect, perfect! She's the perfect dog! Give her a test. You'll see that she is the best!"
"Some dogs growl and some dogs whine." Added Madeline. However, ours can whistle 'Madeline.' Some dogs chase, and some dogs flee. Ours can swim across
the sea.
All the girls at once agreed. "She's perfect, perfect, perfect. She's the perfect dog. Give her a test. You'll see that she is the best!"
"Some dogs scratch, some dogs lick, but our dog does arithmetic." Riley said.
Madeline continued, "Some dogs fight, some defend. But our dog is a girl's best friend."
All the girls agreed again. "She's perfect, perfect, perfect! She's the perfect dog. Give her a test. You'll see that she is the best!"
"She needs no tests. We all know that she is the best!"
"I do not care what you said; she is still a mutt, and she doesn't belong in this show!" The woman said.
"There's only one person who can decide; we will ask the judge for his opinion."
Narrator: The Judge held a consultation, checking every regulation. "No cats, no bunnies, no gray squirrels, no grownups, no boys, and ah, oui, no girls! and no
cows"
"No girls? Hey, it didn't say no girls allowed! We are twin sisters! We are not leaving our dog with you, sir!" Riley said.
"These two girls talk a lot!" The first judge whispered to the second judge.
"Yes, but they are little girls, not teenage girls." The second judge said.
Narrator: After a lengthy discussion, the Judge concluded that mixed breeds like Genevieve Marie could be included.
The girls, Miss Clavel, and even a few bystanders cheered at the news.
Narrator: So, Genevieve took her rightful position in all of Paris dog show competition.
The second judge blew his whistle.
Narrator: As hunters, the dogs looked most attractive.
The first judge said, "Perfect hunting frames, bon a born hunter!"
Narrator: But Genevieve was much less active.
The first judge said, "Aren't you going to point?"
"She doesn't even know what to do!" The women muttered. However, she was most shocked when Genevieve came back with a picnic lunch.
"Fantastique! A perfect reverent!" The first judge said
"Bravo, Genevieve!" The girls said.
"Riley, did you bring a picnic?" Madeline asked.
"No, why do you ask Maddie?"
"Just wondering." Madeline replied.
"Congratulations, Mon Amie!" Riley said.
The other competitors (all except Emily and her parents, who smiled at the twins) huffed, and the dogs growled.
"Riley, is it just me or are the dogs and their owners growling at us?" Madeline said
"Heal!" Judge Number One commanded.
Narrator: In obedience, all the dogs did well.
Genevieve pointed down.
The first judge said, "Sit!"
Narrator: But only Genevieve did excel.
"Yay! Yay! Bravo, Genevieve!" the girls cried.
Judge one said, "Magnifique! One hundred percent!"
Back on stage, Judge One said; ""Poodle bon, Afghan hound bon, très bien, bull dog très bien!"
After that, it was time for a break.
Miss Clavel said, "Goodness, those other dogs are doing very well."
"Madeline said, "Oui, Miss Clavel, but don't worry, they cannot hold a canine to our Genevieve!"
After the break, the show continued.
Narrator: in appearance, no one could quite compare with Genevieve and her amazing hair.
Judge One said "And what breed shall I put down?"
Narrator: She had a talent that is very rare.
Judge One said: "Ah, a poodle! Oh, an Afghan hound? No, a bulldog?"
Madeline said, "It pays to be a mixed breed, doesn't it, petite chien?"
Judge One said, "Incredible! One hundred and ten percent!"
Narrator: And when the time came to retrieve, no one did it better then Genevieve.
Judge One said, "Extraordinaire! One hundred twenty percent!"
Narrator: Even in the hardest test, Genevieve was Proclaimed the best.
Judge One said, "One hundred and fifty percent!"
Narrator: Her competitors were not impressed, but no one was surprised to know that Genevieve won Best In Show.
"Bravo Genevieve, très bien!" The girls cheered.
Emily and her parents rushed over. "Congratulations, twins!" Emily said as she gave her two friends (who were like sisters to her) a big hug.
"Thanks, Emily. And congrats to Snowbell for winning second place!" Madeline said.
Narrator: And then the shout came from below.
"No, no, no, it cannot be so!" The man yelled, adding that Genehad not won Best In Show.
"No?" the girls asked in unison.
"No?" Miss Clavel asked.
"No?" Judge One asked.
"No!" The man replied.
"And why is this so? Mister sore loser?" Riley said angrily.
"Because Madames and Monsieur's, this so-called Champion, this mutt, this Genevieve, has got fleas!"
"Fleas?" Madeline said
The 13 girls and their teacher looked at their prize-winning dog and gasped when they saw Genieve Marie scratching.
Narrator: The presence of the tiny and insignificant flea made everyone crazy.
"Genevieve, I know you do not have fleas." Riley said
Narrator: Though Genevieve was calm and quiet, she stared scratching again, causing the girls to gasp.
"Perhaps she got it from one of them!" Miss Clavel suggested.
Narrator: The rest of the show was chaotic...
" Quelle Horreur! These fleas are everywhere!" A woman said.
Narrator: The crowd went wild, yelling and screaming, worse than Miss Clavel did. It was difficult to believe that tiny fleas could cause so much anxiety.
"Oh my!" Miss Clavel exclaimed.
"Oh dear!" All eleven girls gasped.
"Oh no!" Riley said
"But how can that be? I mean, we washed Genevieve before we came!" Madeline explained.
The dogs ran off to the park's nearby fountain, and they all jumped in.
" Nimo! My little Nimo!" one man yelled.
"Chare Fu Fu! Help!" another woman screamed.
Narrator: Those well- bred doggies could not swim and that is when Genevieve dove right in.
Madeline cried, "Genevieve!" and dove in after her.
"Madeline!" Riley cried, diving in behind her sister.
"Be careful, Genevieve; be careful, girls!" Miss Clavel warned.
Narrator: There were large dogs, small dogs, and bulldogs. Genieve saved them all.
"That's our dog!" The girls cried.
"Our Genevieve!" Madeline and Riley exclaimed.
The judge said; "Genevieve, with a score of three hundred points, I pronounce you Best Of Show!"
Narrator: As Genevieve received the prize, the audience had teary eyes.
"Vit Genevieve!" The man said.
"Hooray, Genevieve!" The woman said.
Narrator: Then the Mayor arrived and although she had no pedigree, Genevieve won the Key To Paris. She saved the Mayor's dog you see. The applause
continued stronger and louder, and Genevieve was very proud.
"We always knew you were the perfect dog, Genevieve!" Riley said.
Narrator: The whole city celebrated the victory of a dog so great. The girls could not wait to spread the good news.
The thirteen girls then walked back to the house with their prized pet. Only to be stopped by Mrs. Murphy.
"Girls, I just cleaned the house!" Ms. Murphy said.
Narrator: But first, they had to clean their shoes.
After cleaning their shoes, Miss Clavel took the 13 girls upstairs to be cleaned up. Madeline, however, was the dirtiest, so Miss Clavel gave her a quick bath.
"Save me, Genevieve, save me!" Madeline said, causing Genevieve to splash her.
Chloe said, "I crown you queen of the royal bath!" As she put a plastic toy crown on Genevieve's head.
Narrator: The rest of the evening was strictly fun.
That night at dinner the girls said, "We love our bread, we love our butter, but most of all, we love each other."
Narrator: With special treats for everyone.
"And we also love le gateau au chocolat!" Riley said.
"So true, sis." Madeline told her sister. She licked her lips, eyeing the big chocolate cake.
Narrator: At bedtime, teeth were brushed just right, and then everybody said goodnight.
"Good night, little girls! I hope you sleep well!" Miss Clavel said.
"Good night, good night, dear Miss Clavel!" The girls replied.
Narrator: Miss Clavel turned off the light.
"Good night, Genevieve!" The girls said.
"Come on, Genevieve, a heroine like you deserves a soft bed." Madeline exclaimed.
Narrator: Madeline felt it was only right to switch bed with Genevieve for one night.
"After all, she is the perfect dog!" Madeline said
Narrator: So Madeline slept soundly on the floor. That's all there is. There isn't any more.
