In brisk verse with the catchy lilt of a nursery rhyme, the depradations of a bumptious pup who consumes everything in sight: ""Julie Fry/made a pie./Hunky Dory at it."" Alas, it all turns out to be too much, and a sick pooch is hauled off to the vet for a close of green medicine: ""Hunky Dory ate it. [But] Hunky Dory hated it."" The perky, effectively rounded story is well complemented by Stoeke's brash, deftly limned art, which nicely captures the rambunctious pup's glee. Amusingly (since he's not our dog), he's not wholly reformed by his experience: a last glimpse shows Hunky Dory tugging a sheet from a clothesline. Dandy for preschoolers; the reiterated title makes a perfect chanted refrain.