Midge woke up and stretched and sat on the edge of the bed. She looked around and her owner was no longer in the bed. She jumped down and ran into the living room and jumped into the chair near Snappy's tank.
“Hi Snappy!” said Midge. “Did our owner go to work?”
“Yes,” said Snappy. “She gave me some food and I saw her go to the car and drive away. Were you sleeping?”
“I didn't hear her get up,” said Midge. “I was real tired last night.”
Midge and Booker-T strolled along the sidewalk on their way to Jake's house. At the corner when they started to turn the corner, they saw a strange looking bird standing in the back yard of the corner house.
“Look over there, Midge,” said Booker-T as he stopped to stare at the bird. “What kind of bird is that?”
“Where?” asked Midge looking around the sky.
“Over there in that yard,” said Booker-T. “I never saw a bird like that.”
“Is he wearing a hat?” asked Midge as she started to walk across the street toward the bird.
Midge ran outside and out the front yard gate, down the sidewalk to Booker-T's house. She ran though his gate and ran around to the back of his house. At the corner of the house, Booker-T was running to the front of the house and they ran into each other as they turned the corner. Booker-T fell backward and sat there staring at Midge.
“Hi Midge,” said Booker-T. “I didn't know you were coming.”
“I didn't either,” said Midge. “I had a dream that you were sick. Are you okay?”
“I'm fine,” said Booker-T. “Or I was until you hit me in the head with your head.”
“Oh,” sighed Midge. “I am sorry I hit you in the head.”
“It's party time!” sang Midge as she walked to Booker-T's house. “It's party time in the house tonight!”
“Hi Midge,” smiled Booker-T. “What are you singing? What party?”
“Hi Booker-T,” said Midge. “My owner is having a party. It's party time tonight.”
“What kind of party?” asked Booker-T. “Can I come to your party?”
“Oh sure,” smiled Midge. “Come on over. It will be fun. My owner is having a costume party for this thing they call Halloween.”
Midge was sitting on the porch dressed in a pretty blue sweater and sitting on a warm blanket that laid on the swing. Jake and Lucy walked through the gate and ran to the porch. Behind them, Booker-T ran through the gate.
“Hi Midge,” said Jake.
“Are you cold?” asked Lucy.
“No,” said Midge.
“Why are you wearing the sweater?” asked Booker-T.
“Did you hear the weather this morning?” asked Midge. “I'm ready.”
Midge, Jake and Booker-T walked along the sidewalk on their way to the park where they are to meet Lucy. They turned the corner and saw these little humans playing on the sidewalk and they were drawing squares on the sidewalk.
“What are they doing?” asked Midge. “Why are they drawing squares?”
“I don't know,” said Booker-T.
“Maybe they are drawing some buildings on the sidewalk,” suggested Jake.
“It's a funny looking building,” smiled Midge. “I never saw any buildings with the numbers in them like that.”
“Our houses have a number on the door,” said Booker-T. “Maybe those numbers are the address of the buildings.”
Lucy, Midge and Booker-T laid down under the tree and took a nap in the shade. It seemed like a long time that they slept when Booker-T stood up and stretched and looked around the pasture for Jake.
“Hey, Midge, Lucy!” called Booker-T. “Wake up you guys. Where is Jake?”
Midge stood up and stretched and looked around and Lucy looked around and no one saw where Jake was.
“Did Jake go home?” asked Lucy.
“I don't think so,” said Midge. “He would have woke us up if he was going to go home. He never would have gone without us.”
