The Ogre Makes a Deal

The Ogre Makes a Deal

The ogre carried the cage into the kitchen. He slammed it onto the counter. “ Ouch! ” Puss said.

“ Cook? ” The ogre yelled for the cook. But no one came. So he began chopping onions himself. “ This lunch will be delicious, ” he said.

“ I have to get out of here, ” Puss thought. He tried to bend the cage’s bars. They were too stiff.

Puss had another idea. He pretended to cry. ” Oh, poor me! Now I'll never get to live with the princess! “

The ogre stopped chopping. “ You know the princess?” he asked. Puss sniffed. “ My master is going to marry her. ”