“That’s so, I forgot about that,” spoke Flop Ear. “I was told never to play with cats or dogs, as they might bite me.”
“I’d never bite you,” said Blackie. “I think you are very nice, and your fur is like mine. I’ll go along with you and help you get the carrots, if you want me to, though I don’t eat them.”
“What do you eat?” asked Flop Ear, as he hopped along beside Blackie.
“Oh, meat and milk, and fish, when I can get them.”
“Why can’t you get them now?” the white rabbit wanted to know.
“Because I am a lost cat,” answered Blackie. “I ran away from home, you see, to have adventures, and to learn to become a good fence-jumper, but it is not so easy to get things to eat when you are lost.”
“I am sorry for you,” said the white rabbit. “I never was lost and I am never going to run away from home.”
“You do not need to learn to jump,” Blackie told Flop Ear, “for you are a good jumper now.”
“Yes, all rabbits are good jumpers,” spoke Flop Ear, “but I never tried to jump over a fence. And I am never, never going to leave my home.”
“No, don’t,” advised Blackie.