12 Good-Bye from Time-Out

Chapter 12 Good-Bye from Time-Out So that's how I ended up here in time-out. When Mom and Dad found out I had sort of exaggerated about No-name finding a home, they were not very happy. They said I should have told them exactly what I'd overheard in the bookstore office. Not kind of what I'd heard. They also said black kitties are absolutely, positively NOT bad luck. Mom and Dad made me promise to talk to them if I have any more superstitions. And not to Uncle Ed. They also made me promise not to chase any more runaway fruit. Or vegetables. The bookstore made good use of all the pumpkin guts.

I guess a pumpkin really is a fruit. Because that thing was full of seeds. Dan roasted the seeds and gave them away to customers. He made about a googol pumpkin pies too. And guess what else? No-name is our kitty now. Except that she isn't called No-name anymore. Her name is Bitsy Boo now. We haven't had any bad luck since we brought her home. I have to admit I like her swishing tail and her blinking eyes and her fluffy black kitten fur. But you know what I like best of all? Hear that sound? Kind of like the world's tiniest motorcycle? Time-out goes a lot faster when someone's purring in your lap.

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