Frankie Swipes Book, Harvey & Pop Pop on the Run

Late last night we received word that Harvey, and Pop Pop were going to escape from the Boondocker Farm. "Frankie the Mouse" phoned us at our secret hiding place, and told us of the plan. I, the Fluff Dog, was to meet them about two miles from the property. Once I picked up Harvey, and Pop Pop, Frankie would go back to the Boondocker's, and watch Betty Jo's movements. That way we would know everything that she was doing, and possibly stay one step ahead of her. Before any of this could happen, Frankie had to find Betty Jo's recipe book, and get it into the hands of Pop Pop, or should I say into the claws of Pop Pop.

Frankie had been searching for that book for days. He watched Betty Jo's every move, and yesterday afternoon he found out where she kept it. It was just after midnight when Frankie went for the book. That book could hold the answer for Pop Pop, and Harvey. This has gone on for too long. Pop Pop said, "Whatever happens, happens. One way or another, we are bringing this to a close." Frankie had no problem getting the recipe book from it's hiding place, and delivering it to Pop's.

Once the book was delivered, Frankie, Harvey, and Pop Pop made their escape from Betty Jo's shed. They had some help from some other's, but their names will not be reported until this ordeal is over. Without the help of some other's, this escape, along with the recipe book, would not have been possible. Once out, they made their way to our meeting place where I picked them up, and proceeded back here to our secret hideout. It sure was good to see Pop Pop, and Harvey again. I know it's sad that Betty Jo turned them into chickens, but they do look funny the way they are, especially Pop Pop. I've never seen Pop's any other way before. I can't help for laughing, but please don't tell Pop Pop! 

I hope, after this is all over, we can get back to living a normal life again. Maybe not, I'm beginning to think that would be somewhat boring. I better stop daydreaming, and pay attention to what Pop Pop is trying to tell me. The plan is in motion now, and there's no turning back. Thanks for stopping by "The Espenblog Times."