Should start out now on the homeward way.”
This ended the party, and Old Uncle Mouser got the wheel-barrow, though he looked longingly, at the red plush-lined basket that waited him by the fire.
There was the greatest shaking of paws you ever saw and Grandpa Growler said,
“I’m old and stiff, you may believe,
I’ll stay all night now, by your leave.”
As the guests went home Old Mother Kit-Cat said,
“I really believe my dear little kittens,
On the clothes line I see three pairs of mittens.”
The Three Little Kittens went with a
hop and a skip and a bound to get their mittens and Three Little Foxes came tagging them, as if they were playing hide-and-seek.