The excitement of the day was when we saw Pyewacket come out of the barn. She walked out this morning, and we brought her into the pantry to eat. She thenmeowed to come in the house. I asked her where she had been all these days, but she kept silent. She still has not confessed her hiding place to us. She acted as if nothing was unusual. She didn’t seem to care that she worried us so. I wonder what kind of adventures she had in the barn. I wonder what she thought of our 12 pound chickens. I bet you she was scared of the chickens. I bet the chickens were scared of her.