
"Time to depart, Sweetheart!" they call, and a mechanical arm deploys, stuffs the nearby Wilma into little Blooger's spacesuit, and beams her aboard the craft for dinner, leaving the abandoned little alien despondently waving frantically at his departing mother ship. Blooger quickly sheds his spacesuit and dives with happy abandon into Wilma's pond.īut just as Green Wilma comes into close range with her prey, Blooger's parental units decide it's time to take off. Out pops little Blooger, a blue-skinned and bug-eyed alien whose parents have lovingly parked to allow their little one a bit of R & R on planet Earth. At least, Wilma thinks it's the buzzing of a fly she's pursuing, but we know that it is really the sound of an approaching alien spacecraft, which lands quietly behind the unsuspecting amphibian hunter. Green Wilma, of course, is still concerned, not with thoughts of outer space, but with her mind fixed firmly on inner space-her innards, that is, which she is busy trying to fill with an all-out chase for a loudly buzzing fly.


It's been some years since Tedd Arnold's irrepressible amphibian heroine Green Wilma (Puffin Pied Piper) first hopped into critical and popular success, but now it's Welcome Back, Wilma time as she finally has her own solidly deserved sequel, the just-this-week published Green Wilma, Frog in Space.
