Early one morning Mika sat looking up at the roof of her family’s enclosure. She felt the warmth of the sun on her face as it began to take the chill out of her fur. She clutched her blanket to herself as she sat down on the platform eating her breakfast.
She looked up again. She stared. There was a hole in the roof. Her heart beat fast. She swung from her platform, and climbed up the side of the enclosure to the hole. She poked at the hole. She squeezed through and was out.
At first she walked along the boardwalk. But it was too noisy. She tried swinging through the trees. But there were no ropes, and the trees were too far apart. Too tired to make a nest, she finally lay down on a branch and soaked up the sun. She fell fast asleep.
Splat. Splat. Splat. Cold rain landed at her face and woke her up. She could see the sun setting. She shivered. Her tummy growled loudly. Mika wished she was safely back in her enclosure with her mum, her blanket, and her dinner.
“Ooo. Ooo,” she cried softly. What was she going to do?
She asked the meerkats, but they just scampered away. She asked the tigers, but they just roared at her. She even tried the baboons, but they just hooted at her and showed her their bright red bottoms.
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