“How in the world can you enjoy those nasty, smelly things?”
“Why, they are delicious! Don’t you know the old saying, ‘The nearer the bone, the sweeter the meat’? Well, as these fish heads are all bone, that makes what little meat there is on them mighty sweet and toothsome.”
“Oh, you are a regular epicure, you are!” exclaimed Billy.
“What do you want of us?” asked Stubby, coming up to Billy Whiskers.
“It is this: what do you say to our going into town and spending a day? It is so quiet out here where nothing ever happens that I feel I shall explode unless I hear a little noise and see something going on with a little life in it.”
“Just the thing! Life out here is beginning to grow a little monotonous for me also after our exciting life of moving from one place to another almost every day.”
“Oh, Button, leave your smelly old fish head and come here! Billy has a dandy plan for us all,” called Stubby.
“Coming!” called the black cat. “I have just finished.”
“No need for you to come here. We will pass you on the way we are going to take,” said Billy.
“So you are going some place, are you? I was just thinking this morning that it was about time you were suggesting a trip somewhere, as you have remained here quite a while for you. And every so often the wanderlust strikes you and off you go. The only thing that would keep you here longer would be that you have been everywhere but to the North Pole and the South Pole. Each day I have been expecting you to propose a trip to the moon in an airship of some kind.”