“Would Gracie-the-cat be jealous if the Pyes got another pet_a dog? That was what Jerry Pye wanted to know and what he was dreaming about as he sat with Rachel, his sister, on their little upstairs veranda.”
“Jerry Pye, a resident in Cranbury, Connecticut in 1919, bought a puppy he wanted from Ms. Speedy for a hard-earned dollar he made while dusting the pews in the church for Sam Doody.”
“Abandoned!′ said Papa, who was excellent at riddles. ‘That’s what this sign means. Abandoned.’ ‘An abandoned kitten!’ they exclaimed compassionately. ‘Is there anything else on the note?’ asked Jerry, and, turning it over, he saw that there was. ‘My name is Pinky,’ he read, and, ‘I don’t know how old is I.”