Mother nodded her head, and the two little kittens marched right into the room! They tried to jump on the couch. They were tired and they wanted to sleep. But the lady said, “No, you are too dirty! Come Irene, we will give them a bath.”
So they were put into a little tub and scrubbed! They were dried with a soft cloth! My, how fluffy and puffy they looked then!
Irene hugged them close to her heart. “You shall be my twins!” she said, “and your names shall be FLUFF and PUFF.”
Then the kitties purred with delight. They had found A HOME and TWO PRETTY NAMES! They thought their troubles were ended. But they had never lived in a house before. They were used to the barn.
One day Irene could not find Fluff anywhere. Black Puff was the only one on the couch when she came home.
Puff meowed and meowed. He kept looking up. Then Irene looked up too! Fluff had climbed up the curtain and could not get down. “You’ll never find milk or mice on the ceiling, Fluff!” she said, after Mother had gotten her down.
