We all miss you, Greta, and I think the kittens miss you as much as we do. They are getting so fat that you won't know them unless you come home pretty soon. Give Chouse three pats for me.
Your loving brother,
Hans."
Greta showed the letter to Anna, saying, "I think it's time for me to go home, Anna. The kittens need me, and you can see that Chouse is very homesick."
"I'm afraid that Chouse isn't the only one who is homesick," teased Tante Elsie. "But we do understand, Greta. We want you to stay as long as you can, but if you should be at home with your pets, then you do what you think is best."
"Thank you, Tante Elsie. You have all been so wonderful to me and you have given me such a very good time. I shall never forget it."
Greta decided that she would go home the next day, so her uncle sent a telegram to her father. Anna helped her to pack, while Chouse stood by and watched.
"Of course it is really Chouse who is homesick, Anna," insisted Greta. "I could stay away all summer."
"Certainly you could," agreed Anna. "But I expect the kittens really do need you to look after them."