Foiled!

Mr. Pud's Jolie went away for a while. She left Mr. Pud to stay with us. Jolie told me he would be here for one week only. But I told Mr. Pud his Jolie was never coming back. He got mad at me. He tried to smack me. He chased me around the house. "Liar!" I just laughed to myself. How do you feel now, Mr. Pud? I got away from him easy.

He feel asleep. But in the middle of the night he got hungry. He broke into a big sealed mika of food! A mika jug! He clawed at it like a monkey would. What kind of cat is he? No self-respect. I couldn't wait for Jolie to get up and see the mess he made. But Jolie wasn't mad. She just laughed. She told Mr. Pud that he was an artful creature. Jolie even took this foto of him this morning. She thought he looked so handsome on the pillows and hayduras from Morocco. Jolie is so indiscriminate in her tastes!

I had enough of this. When Jolie left to go to work this morning, I told Mr. Pud that his Jolie was waiting for him outside. She had finally come back for him. "Go outside Mr. Pud. Your Jolie is here!" Mr. Pud ran outside while Jolie wasn't looking. Jolie shut the door and went to work. Ha! I am rid of him now!

When Jolie came back from work later, no Mr. Pud. How sad, yawn. He was gone. Jolie was very upset. She told Skouskie's Jolie and Skouskie's Uncle Ben. They looked everywhere. I sat and watched them from the porch. What is wrong with them? He is gone! Be happy! Why are you looking!? Jolie kept looking and looking. She walked around the neighborhood and told everyone to keep an eye out. What a waste. I heard her say she even went down to Mr. Pud's house and checked there. He was gone. Jolie said, "Poor Mr. Pud."

Poor Mr. Pud? Poor me. Just then, Mr. Pud came walking up the stairs. Jolie was so happy. She jumped up. She hugged him. She fed him my food on my dish! She likes him more now than before. All my plans, foiled! This time.