Miss Kitty Cat gently laid something on the floor at her mistress' feet. And she acted much pleased when Mrs. Green bent over and picked up a tiny, soft, pudgy—kitten.[p. 111]
"What do you think of that?" Miss Kitty Cat asked Mrs. Green. At least, that was what Mrs. Green understood her to say.
Anyhow, Miss Kitty appeared delighted with what Mrs. Green told her. And feeling that her youngster was in safe hands, Miss Kitty Cat ran out of the kitchen and disappeared.
In a little while she returned, carrying another kitten in her mouth. Mrs. Green admired this one as much as the first. And again Miss Kitty vanished.
She returned with a third kitten; she returned with a fourth one.
"Well, well!" Farmer Green's wife said to her. "We have enough now—don't you think so?"
Mrs. Green soon learned that Miss Kitty Cat was not quite of the same mind. She made one more trip across the yard to[p. 112] the barn. And at last, with an air of great pride she set down a fifth kitten upon the kitchen floor.
"That's all, Mrs. Green," Miss Kitty said. "They're so beautiful it's a shame there aren't twice as many."
But Mrs. Green was out in the woodshed and didn't hear her. She came in soon with a basket.
"This is what old Spot used to sleep in when he was a puppy," Mrs. Green told Miss Kitty Cat. "I suppose you're willing to use it for your family."