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Up he flew. Up into the air with chips


                      and blanket. A bright light blinded his


                      eyes. He jumped to the floor and ran


                      for the door. As he escaped, a swat


                      stung his tail.


















































                                                                                                                                               Whiskers raced back to his warm bed


                                                                                                                                               and hid under his sister. “What is all


                                                                                                                                               the racket?” cried Cheesepuff, a little


                                                                                                                                               white furry ball.










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