"Good morning," she exclaimed, as she neared our two friends, and, turning to the cat with the fiddle, she said: "Are you ready? If you are, just strike up a lively tune so that I can get into step before I try for my jump."
Puss, Jr., was so interested that he forgot to ask another question, but stood still while the cow commenced to prance around, keeping perfect time to the music.
"Faster, faster!" she called, as she swung into a canter. "I'm going to get a flying start; you know, if you get a flying start the higher you will fly when you do fly."
This undoubtedly was true, for in a moment more she rose gracefully from the ground toward the moon.
"Be careful!" screamed the Man in the Moon, leaning out as she approached near enough for his voice to reach her. "Be careful and don't clip off a piece with your hoof as you go over!"
She did as he told her, and sailed over in a long, sweeping curve and landed safely in a patch of clover at the other end of the field.
"Great!" exclaimed Puss, Jr. "You did it splendidly!"
"Oh, that's nothing!" she answered, although she seemed rather proud of her feat. "Oh, that's nothing at all!"
"I don't agree with you," he replied. "I should think you'd be very proud of your feet; they're as good as wings."
The Jumping Cow paid no more attention to him, but munched away at the clover like an ordinary cow.