In a few weeks more they'll be full-grown cats;
"Their fur is as fine and as soft as silk—
Two gray, and three black, and one white as new
milk.
A fair fight for a mouse in my family
Is as pretty a sight as you'll ever see.
It is all very well to brag of your baby—
One of these years it will be something, maybe!"
And without even looking at the baby's face,
The cat walked away at a sleepy pace.