Jessica Finch in Pig Trouble (Judy Moody and Friends), Page 2

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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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  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.

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  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!

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  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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