Bluey was a very chatty cat. Chase loved his cat.

One sunny day, Chase looked for Bluey. "Bluey, where are you?" he called.

Bluey was not on his bed. She was not in the kitchen.

Chase felt uneasy. Bluey was gone!

Chase looked all over. He looked under the table.

He looked in the crate. No Bluey.

His heart felt heavy. He went to the window and looked out.

The city was busy. Then, Chase saw a tiny, fluffy lump on the fire escape.

It was Bluey! She was looking at the misty city.

"Oh, Bluey!" Chase said.

He opened the window. Bluey jumped in, happy to be back.

She was a bit dusty. Chase gave her a big hug.

"You are a cheeky cat!" he told her.

Bluey purred, a happy, noisy sound.