Playing Frisbee With Mousy Karyn

Jon walked downstairs, with the mousy Karyn following him from behind. They walked outside into the backyard and played frisbee, like someone would do with their dog. Mr. Peterson was next door grilling hot dogs and hamburgers on his backyard grill. At one point, Karyn had sniffed the air. Then, she jumped the fence into Mr. Peterson's yard, intending on tasting some of that good-smelling food. "Get out of here!" Jon heard Mr. Peterson say. Jon jumped over the fence and grabbed Karyn. "I'm sorry, Mr. Peterson." "Get your weirdo pet out of my yard!" "I'm *doing* it," Jon said. As he jumped over the fence into his own yard (with Karyn), Mr. Peterson yelled "And if I ever see that *thing* in my yard again, I'll kill it!" Jon figured that play time was over. So, he took Karyn back inside.