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    Jessica Finch in Pig Trouble (Judy Moody and Friends)

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      .

      Jessica Finch stomped away. She

      stomped across the grass. She stomped

      down the sidewalk. She hopped on her

      bike and sped all the way home. She

      did not look back once.

      .

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      “MOM!” she yelled when she got

      back home.

      “Kitchen,” her mom called.

      “Judy Moody is my UN-friend. She is

      UN-invited to my parties.”

      “But, honey, you already asked

      her,” said her mom.

      “Then I will UN-ask her.”

      D-R-A-T! National Pig Day was

      about to become National Rat Day.

      .

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      CHA

      p

      TER

      3

      The PeeGee WeeGee Club

      At last it was March first. Jessica

      Finch’s birthday. National Pig Day!

      The only thing missing was one

      perfect pet potbellied pig.

      Jessica Finch had not one, but two

      parties: an after-school piggy party

      and a next-Sunday bowling party.

      Jessica Finch had a piggy cake and

      pink ice cream with her friends Rocky,

      Frank, and Amy Namey. NOT with

      Judy Moody.

      .

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      Jessica Finch opened piggy presents.

      Jessica Finch and her friends played

      Pig Out

      —

      minus one piggy.

      “Happy Birthday!” said Amy.

      “You don’t seem very happy,” said

      Frank.

      “Yeah, why are you such a Debbie

      Downer today?” asked Rocky.

      Just then, Jessica Finch heard a

      sound. A high-pitched squealing

      sound

      —

      Pee! Gee! Wee! Gee!

      —

      coming

      from right outside her very own house!

      “It’s that sound again!” Jessica said.

      “You guys hear that, right?”

      “What sound?” said Rocky and

      Frank at the same time.

      “I don’t hear anything,” said Amy,

      but she couldn’t help giggling.

      .

      Jessica ran down the hall. Was she

      out of her peegee-weegee mind?

      She ran to the front door. She

      peeked out the window. Judy Moody?

      “Go away, Udyjay Oodymay!”

      she called.

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      “Just open the door,” said Rocky and

      Frank.

      “Yes, just open the door,” said Amy.

      Jessica Finch crossed her arms. Jessica

      Finch turned her back to her friends.

      Jessica Finch did not open the door.

      “Jessica, open the door,” said her

      mom.

      “Let Judy in,” said her dad.

      Rat fink! Even her parents were being

      pig heads.

      Jessica Finch cracked opened the door.

      “I’m still mad at you,” she told Judy

      through the crack.

      Pee! Gee! Wee! Gee!

      There it was again. That sound!

      Louder than ever!

      .

      Jessica Finch flung open the door.

      .

      There was Judy, holding a lumpy

      yellow baby blanket in her arms. And

      curled up in the lumpy yellow baby

      blanket was . . . a cute-as-a-button,

      perfect, potbellied piglet!

      It had fuzzy pink legs, fuzzy gray

      polka-dot spots, and a curly pink tail.

      It even had a big pink bow tied

      around its head.

      “Pee! Gee! Wee! Gee!” went the piggy.

      Jessica Finch squealed and jumped

      up and down.

      .

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      Judy handed over the squirmy

      bundle of pig. “He’s from your mom

      and dad,” she said.

      “Happy Birthday, honey,” said her

      parents at the same time.

      Jessica Finch could not believe her

      eyes. Jessica Finch could not believe

      her ears, arms, or elbows.

      “Thank you, thank you, thank you,

      Mom and Dad,” said Jessica. “But

      how? Where? I looked everywhere.

      When did you

      —”

      “He was hiding at my house!”

      squealed Judy.

      “We asked Judy to take care of the

      little guy for a few days,” said Jessica’s

      mom.

      .

      “Judy Moody, Pig Sitter, at your

      service,” said Judy.

      “Ohh! That’s why you wouldn’t let

      me in the tent!” said Jessica.

      “Sorry I acted like a weenie,” Judy

      said.

      “Sorry I called you a meanie,”

      Jessica said.

      “Pee! Gee! Wee! Gee!”

      said the little piglet.

      Jessica A. Finch’s very own

      potbellied pig.

      “He’s perfect!” she said.

      “I know. Let’s have a piggy party!”

      .

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      Jessica and her friends played

      with the new piggy. They fed him

      baby cereal . . .

      and goat’s milk.

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      They played with a squeaky toy,

      a ball,

      and a stuffed cat.

      .

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      “What are you going to name him?”

      asked Jessica’s mom.

      “How about Mr. Piggles,” said Amy.

      “Oinkers,” said Judy.

      “Sir Squeals-a-Lot,” said Frank.

      “Norman Vincent Pig,” said Rocky.

      Jessica needed a perfect name for the

      most perfect pig in all the world.

      “Pee! Gee! Wee! Gee!” said the pig.

      “I’m going to name you PeeGee

      WeeGee,” said Jessica. “And I’m

      starting a new club. The PeeGee

      WeeGee Club!”

      “Uh-oh,” said Judy.

      “Uh-oh is right,” said Frank. He

      wiped his hands down the sides of his

      pants. “What do we have to do to be

      in the club?”

      “You just have to be able to say

      PeeGee WeeGee!” said Jessica.

      “PEEGEE WEEGEE!” everybody

      shouted.

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      PeeGee WeeGee curled his tail right

      around Jessica’s little pinky finger.

      “He
    curled his tail!” said Jessica.

      “I bet that means he’s happy.”

      If Jessica had a pig tail, she would

      have curled it, too. Jessica A. Finch

      was in Pig Heaven!

      .

     

     

     



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