"Pancake's on Fjeldsted's garage roof again."
"Pancake, don't you ever learn?"
"What if she were to get on Fjeldsted's roof or up Olsen's tree when we're gone for a week?"
"Here kitty, kitty, kitty."
"She's not falling for it."
"I can't go any further. She's just have to come to me."
"I give up. She's so close but I can't reach her."
"Where'd you go, Amy?"
"I'll check this out for myself." "Come on down, Pancake. You can do it."
Getting trust.
Down we go. Cautiously. The ladder is wobbly.
Mother earth.
"Who me?"
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