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"I don't believe he'll disobey again," answered Puss, Jr. "You have such a nice playground here in the woods I
shouldn't think he would want to run away to that dusty road again; just look at my boots." And he thrust his
foot out and showed the bright-red tops all dingy with the day's travel.

Lunch was now over, and after politely thanking Mrs. Porker for her goodness Puss said good-by to the three
little pigs.

"Don't forget me," called out Piggie as Puss, Jr., climbed over the fence.

"Of course I won't," he called back, and waved his paw to Piggie in the doorway.

PUSS SEES THE COW JUMP OVER THE MOON

Puss, Jr., trudged along bravely for some time, but, finding it very dusty, he left the road and climbed over the
low stone wall that bordered the big pasture on his right.

"It's funny to see the moon in the daytime," he remarked as he crossed the long green meadow dotted
everywhere with yellow cowslips; "I don't understand it," and he looked curiously at the big, white moon
which hung low in the skies just overhead. As he spoke, across the grass hopped a big silver spoon, closely
followed by a dish with a blue border, which rolled along over the ground at a great rate.

"Wow, wow! Ha, ha!" laughed a little dog from the other side of the fence. "Keep on rolling; you'll tire him
out pretty soon."

Puss, Jr., watched the funny race with much amusement until he was startled by a voice at his side, saying,
"Glad to see you," and, turning around, he saw a small cat with a fiddle under her paw.

[Illustration: PUSS, JR., TRUDGED ALONG BRAVELY]

"Hey diddle-diddle," she sang in a high, sweet voice, and scratched away on the strings like a player in an
orchestra.

"Tell me," Puss, Jr., said to her as the music stopped for a moment, "why is the moon out to-day? I thought it
only came out at night."

"Why, don't you know?" she replied. "It is going to let the cow jump over it to-day."

"Indeed! and when does that happen?"

"Oh, any minute now; in fact, there she comes through the gate." And, sure enough, across the fields a
beautiful black-and-white cow came leisurely toward them.

"Good morning," she exclaimed, as she neared our two friends, and, turning to the cat with the fiddle, she
said: "Are you ready? If you are, just strike up a lively tune so that I can get into step before I try for my
jump."

Puss, Jr., was so interested that he forgot to ask another question, but stood still while the cow commenced to
prance around, keeping perfect time to the music.

"Faster, faster!" she called, as she swung into a canter. "I'm going to get a flying start; you know, if you get a
flying start the higher you will fly when you do fly."