Midge and Booker-T walked to Jake's house. They hurried through the gate and found Jake sleeping on the porch swing.
"Hey Jake!" called Midge.
Jake didn't move.
"He is really sleeping," said Booker-T as he picked up a small twig from the yard.
Booker-T walked to the swing and took the twig and tickled Jake's nose with it.. Jake moved and swatted at his nose with his paw.