Titus Rules!

Titus Rules!

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by Dick King-Smith, John Eastwood

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WHO'S MORE IMPORTANT than the Queen? Whom does she serve? Her royal corgis, of course! But life isn’t just royal thrones and unlimited biscuits for young Titus, Her Majesty’s favorite pup. There are burglars to catch, fires to put out, leaking tubs to attend to, and jealous cousins to deal with. In the end, though, it’s the Queen’s edict that…  See more details below


WHO'S MORE IMPORTANT than the Queen? Whom does she serve? Her royal corgis, of course! But life isn’t just royal thrones and unlimited biscuits for young Titus, Her Majesty’s favorite pup. There are burglars to catch, fires to put out, leaking tubs to attend to, and jealous cousins to deal with. In the end, though, it’s the Queen’s edict that matters most: “Titus Rules!”

Dick King-Smith, beloved author of Babe: The Gallant Pig, offers a delightfully entertaining book to inspire readers with love for young
Titus, and also with love for reading.

“Kids will enjoy the engaging Titus; the fast-moving, witty prose; and the adventures inspired by loyalty and royalty, whether two legged or four. Comic drawings add to the fun.”—Booklist

From the Hardcover edition.

Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly
Titus may be just a puppy, but he quickly displays his cleverness to become the favorite of Queen Elizabeth II. "A nimble blend of animal hijinks and gentle satire, this one is jolly good fun," wrote PW in a starred review. Ages 7-10. (Nov.) Copyright 2004 Reed Business Information.
School Library Journal
Gr 4-6-A tongue-in-jowl story about squabbling Queen Elizabeth and Prince Philip, told from the perspective of Her Majesty's favorite young corgi. The situations in which the top dog finds himself range from capturing a footman who is a thief to a bathroom leak caused when Prince Philip, "lulled by the warm water and the whisky," falls asleep in the tub. Eastwood's pen-and-ink caricatures add to the amusement factor. However, American readers may not have the interest in or the background for enjoying and understanding this irreverent portrayal of the Royal Family. Limited appeal stateside.-Janie Schomberg, Leal Elementary School, Urbana, IL Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
King-Smith’s (Chewing the Cud, p. 1312, etc.) animal tales usually leap over the Atlantic with ease, but not this time. Poking affectionate fun at Queen Elizabeth and Prince Philip, the author looks at their relationship through the eyes of Titus, one of the Queen’s ten corgis. Never referring to his royal mistress as anything other than "the servant," Titus learns proper behavior from his mum ("Our servant she may be, but it’s important to treat servants right if you want them to look after you well"), earns a place on the Queen’s lap after nabbing a jewel thief, then on her very bed after heading off a flood (Philip falls asleep in his tub, leaving the taps on), and a cigarette-caused fire. In frequent hatched-ink sketches, Eastwood mingles recognizable Royals with stubby, confident-looking canines. American readers will admire Titus for his courage and cleverness, but the lèse-majesté humor of repeatedly catching Philip in undignified circumstances or listening to him and "Madge" (short for "Majesty") bicker over the domestic menagerie doesn’t carry the same resonance on this side of the pond. A near-miss. (Fiction. 9-11)

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Chapter One

In an armchair in the great high-ceilinged drawing room sat a woman, surrounded by dogs. Some sat in other chairs, some on the hearthrug, and one, the youngest and not much more than a pup, on the woman's lap.

All the dogs were of the same breed. All of them looked up as the door of the room was opened by a tallish man with a strong nose and receding hair and rather bristly eyebrows, who strode in with a military gait that suggested he might once have been a soldier, or perhaps a sailor.

At sight of him, the youngest dog jumped off the woman's lap and rushed forward, getting between the man's legs and almost tripping him up.

The bristly eyebrows came together in a frown. "Good heavens, Madge!" said the man angrily. "Do we have to have these fat little brutes under our feet all the time?"

The woman rose to her full height (which was not very great). Unlike her husband, she was plump and had thick gray hair, set in neat permanent waves.

Like him, she looked angry. "There would be no problem if you looked where you were going," she said in a high voice, "and I'll thank you not to refer to my dogs as fat little brutes. They are not fat. They simply have short legs, like all corgis."

Husband and wife stood glowering at one another in that grumpy way that long-married people sometimes do, but before anything else could be said, there was a knock on the door and into the drawing room came a footman carrying a tray. This he placed upon a table before withdrawing, backward.

Once the door was closed, the tallish man said, "You feed 'em too much, Madge, that's the trouble."

"That is your opinion, Philip," said the Queen icily, "which I would be glad if you would keep to yourself. Do you want a cup of coffee?"

"No thanks, I fancy something stronger," the man said, and he withdrew, frontward.

The Queen poured herself a cup of coffee and then, taking from the tray a plate of cookies, proceeded to feed them to the corgis. "Custard creams, my dears," she said, smiling. "Your favorites." And she gave an extra one to the youngest corgi.

"Not your fault," she said to him. "He wasn't looking where he was going."

Later, when the Queen had finished her coffee and left the room, the mother of the youngest corgi jumped into her chair, warm from the imprint of the royal bottom, and her son scrambled up beside her.

His name was Titus, and like all young creatures, he was curious about everything. It was the first time he had been allowed into the drawing room of the castle, and also the first time he had met the Queen's husband.

"Mum," he said, "who was that man?"

"The Queen's husband," his mother replied.

"'Philip,' she called him," said Titus.

"Yes. He's Prince Philip, the Duke of Edinburgh."

"Oh," said Titus. "They didn't seem to like each other much."

"I think they do," said his mother. "Their barks are worse than their bites."

"Oh," said Titus. "Mum, you told me she's called Queen Elizabeth the Second."


"What happened to the First?"

"Died. A long time ago."

"Oh," said Titus. "But, Mum, if her name's Elizabeth, why does Prince Philip call her Madge?"

"It's his nickname for her," his mother said. "Short for Majesty."

Chapter Two

The door of the great drawing room now opened once again and in came the footman to collect the tray, on which stood the two cups and saucers, the coffeepot, and the plate that had held the cookies.

The footman inspected the tray. One cup had been used, he saw, one not, and picking up the coffeepot, he found that it was still half full. He grinned.

"Thanks very much, ma'am," he said. "Plenty left for me. But surely you've never scarfed all those custard creams? I could have done with a couple."

Then he looked around the room and saw ten pairs of bright eyes watching him from various chairs and from the rug before the blazing fire. Ten pink tongues licked ten pairs of lips and ten stumps of tails wagged hopefully.

"Of course!" said the footman. "I should have known. It wasn't her that ate 'em. It was you greedy little fatties. Treats you better than she treats old Phil, or Charlie, or the rest of 'em, she does. Pity you don't live out in the Far East. They eat dogs out there. You lot would make a proper banquet." And he picked up the tray.

When he had left the room, Titus said, "Mum, who was that man?"

"Just a footman," his mother replied.

"Footman?" said Titus. "What was wrong with his feet?"

"Nothing, dear," said his mother. "A footman is one of the servants in the castle. There are lots of them."

"What's a servant?"

"Someone who looks after you, does whatever he or she is told, fetches and carries, just like that footman brought the tray for the Queen and the Duke."

"But, Mum," said Titus, "why couldn't they fetch their own coffee and cookies?"

"Oh, goodness me, no, Titus!" said his mother. "That would never do. The Queen and Prince Philip have to be looked after. They're not expected to work. When you get a little older, you'll realize that Queen Elizabeth is the most important person in the land. No one is more important than she is--at least, no other human being."

Titus cocked his ears. "If I'm reading you right, Mum," he said, "you're saying that there's an animal that's more important than the Queen?"

"Several animals," said his mother.

"What sort?"

"Pembrokeshire corgis."

"Us, d'you mean?"

"Yes, Titus," replied his mother. "The Queen, you see, may be responsible for the welfare not just of her family but of all the citizens of the United Kingdom and her realms overseas. But in her eyes, it is our welfare that is at the top of her priorities and most important to her. She is our servant."

From the Trade Paperback edition.

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Titus Rules (Turtleback School & Library Binding Edition) 4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 6 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Should i get this?
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Lucky watched from the shadows they did not know she was thier
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
He came in and slept on his bear fur
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book is adorable! It shows the love between a pet and it's Mistress! Nothing comes between them and it's a perfect read for the whole family. We love our corgi and she gets the royal treatment as well!!!
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