“Let’s go, Bingo!” Jill shouted every morning. Then she and her dog, Bingo, would go 46 a walk. When they got home, Jill always gave Bingo a 47 . Bingo loved bones. One day, Jill’s Aunt Sally came to stay for a while. She brought her cat, Mimi. Bingo was frightened. Because Mimi 48 his food, stole his toys. The only good thing 49 Mimi was that he slept a lot. He took a very 50 nap every afternoon. The day after Mimi came, Bingo didn’t eat his bone. 51 , he buried it outside in the garden. Jill saw him through the window. “Why is he doing that?” Jill 52 her mother. “I think he’s 53 it from Mimi,” she said. Later that day, 54 took his afternoon nap. Bingo dug here and there, 55 he couldn’t remember where he had buried his bone.