Back in the pen Mrs. Pig suddenly awakened from a nap. So did Mr. Pig,
and all the little pigs.

"Don't you hear something making a noise?" asked Mrs. Pig of her
husband.

"Why, yes, I think I do," he answered slowly, as he looked in the feed
trough, to see if the farmer had left any more sour milk there for the
pig family to eat. But there was none.

"I hear someone squealing," said Wuff-Wuff, the largest boy pig of them
all.

"So do I," said Squeaker, a little girl pig.

Mrs. Pig sat up, and looked all over the pen. She was counting her
children to see if they were all there. She did not see Squinty, and at
once she became frightened.

"Squinty is gone!" cried Mrs. Pig. "Oh, where can he be?"

The squealing noise became louder. So did the barking of the dog.

"Look, there is a board off the side of the pen," said Mr. Pig.

"Yes, Squinty wanted me to come outside with him," said Wuff-Wuff. "But
I wouldn't go."

"Oh, maybe my little boy pig is outside there, making all that noise!"
cried Mrs. Pig to her husband.