28 pp.
“Why do you have such dangerous sausages lying about in the attic?” scolded Findus.
“That’s a tent,” Petterson said. He started to dream how much fun it
would be to camp by the lake and grill fish over the fire as the sun
set... That’s not exactly how things turn out. But Findus, Petterson, and the hens try camping—in the garden.
11¾ x 8½
Hawthorn Press
Hardcover
Published: February 2011
Old man Petterson was looking for a bag of fishing
floats in the attic. Findus jumped on a large green canvas sausage,
which bounced him downstairs.