Cat Burglar

I received a wonderful letter from Bree in the mail tonight: It was her goodbye letter. It’s nice to be Bree-free!

I'm outta here, Jeff! I'm moving and it's sad. But the IMPORTANT thing is it's all about me. 'Cause I'm moving. And it's sad. Later! -From, Bree

Margie was still sick, so I gave her another dose of medicine. Hopefully she’ll start to feel better soon.

Kiki wanted a crawfish to eat, and she suggested a competition to see who could catch one first. I won that competition, and I took the crawfish back to her. She thanked me by giving me a regal bookcase. But what she said next really surprised me: She said next time, she should steal my fishing rod before we start! That’s not nice!

Kiki: Next time, I'll have to steal your fishing rod before we start!
That would make you a cat burglar.

At town hall, Pelly’s story continued. She said she’s been watching Pete’s behavior to try to figure out if he has a crush on someone.

Pelly: I've been watching Pete's behavior lately for signs of a crush.

Pelly stopped herself before she guessed who Pete had a crush on; she didn’t want to jump to conclusions. But she ultimately decided that she would ask Pete about it directly. We’ll see what happens next time, I suppose.

Pelly: I'll go ask Pete myself! Simple as that!