The Phantom Pig

Well, Mikaija slept over on Thursday. We didn't go to sleep until about 11:00. We played around with the camera all night so, as usual, I have plenty of pictures to show you, and as usual, I've made them into a small story.

At first, Mikaija acted like her normal self. But after a while she began to act a little odd.

I told her of my concern and she agreed she did feel a bit weird, so I suggested that she take a nap before she went to bed.

But she woke up even stranger than before.

I found she had turned into the worst monster imaginable! The phantom pig!

She came down upon me, trying to kill me with her overwhelming snort.

It was not the first time my dear friend had turned into a horrible enemy (I'm sure most, if not all, remember the cooking incident), so I knew how to handle her.

I wrapped her up like a burrito, so that she couldn't get out.

The end.

Note: no cats were harmed during the making of this story.