KIRKUS REVIEW
Would-be ballerina Poulette practices constantly. But when a fox claims to be a talent scout hiring for ``Peeping Beauty,'' she hesitates (``We hens never go off with strangers''). Still, he persists (``I brought this tutu from New York''); and, once her mind's made up, she can't be dissuaded by even the direst prophecies from her fellows (``You'll be on a poster one minute and on a platter the next''). Off she goes--but, fortunately, Poulette's practice has made her so muscular and agile that when the fox reveals his real intentions she topples him with a grand jetÇ and--after threatening to use him for chicken feed--sends him ignominiously packing. This refreshing reversal is served up in prose that's almost as exuberant as Auch's vibrant illustrations of the brashly stylized chicken swooping and swirling in a gorgeous array of harmoniously clashing colors. Grand fun. (Picture book. 4-8)
