Chapter 3

3 The Plan that Involved Rain and which I, Dave Pigeon, called 'The Rain Plan' See? How much better is that chapter title now? Fine. you do the chapter titles, but stop butting in because I can't remember where I was.

I think you were just about to talk about my exceptional plan. DAVE! Dave's exceptional plan was simple. Did you type that? What? The bit about my exceptional plan being simple?

Yes! Just checking. Do you want me to write you out of this story? You wouldn't!

I'll cross out every 'Dave said' in this book. OK, OK. Don't get your feathers in a knotty nest, Skipper. I'll keep my beak shut. Pigeon's Promise.

Dave's plan really was simple. We were going to wait until it rained.

We would then drag Mean Cat's bed out of the house whilst she slept. The garden would flood with water from the torrential rain and we'd wave Mean Cat goodbye, as her beloved cat bed floated her away to the nearby river. The river would grow larger and deeper as the rain got heavier. Mean Cat would wake up at this point, but there would be nowhere for her to go