I'll take a cookie over to Patsy," he said. "And I'll tell her she's mistaken."
2. Really Truly
Every time Penny heard of a cat having kittens he would say, "Is there a black one with a white nose and white paws?" Over and over again he received the same answer. "Oh, no! There isn't any black one with a white nose and white paws."
Penny's daddy took him to see so many kittens that Daddy finally said he wouldn't have believed there could be so many kittens in the world. There seemed to be every kind that you could imagine, but no black one with a white nose and white paws.
After a while Daddy began to feel discouraged. But not Penny. After each trip to look at kittens he would say, "You found just 'zactly the little boy you wanted, didn't you, Daddy?"
And Daddy would reply, "Oh, my, yes!"
Then Penny would say, "Well, I'll find my really truly kitten, too." And the next Saturday afternoon Daddy and Penny would go look at another litter of kittens.
One Saturday afternoon Penny and his daddy were walking home from what Daddy called "a kitten hunt." They were walking under some trees when Penny heard a tiny "Mee-u."
Penny looked around to see where the sound came from. He didn't see anything. Then he heard the sound again. "Mee-u."
"Sounds like a kitty," said Penny.
Daddy stopped and looked around. There was the sound again.
"Yes, it does," said Daddy.
Daddy looked up in the tree above him, and there on a branch was a kitten. It was the most unhappy-looking kitten Daddy had ever seen. And Daddy had seen a great many kittens. It was afraid to move and it opened its little mouth and cried, "Mee-u! Mee-u! Mee-u!"
"Why, there it is! Up in the tree!" said Daddy. "I'll see if I can get it down."
Daddy stretched out his arms and stood on his toes. Just as he was about to take the kitten, the kitten moved away.
"Now, what do you know about that!" said Daddy.
"He's a silly old kitten, isn't he?" said Penny.
"Mee-u! Mee-u! Mee-u!" cried the kitten.
Daddy looked up at it. "Now see here, pal!" he said to the kitten. "I can't climb the tree. Come over here like a good fellow."
"Mee-u! Mee-u! Mee-u!" cried the kitten and moved still further away.
"Now, what do you know about that!" said Daddy.
"Maybe if you lift me up, I could reach him," said Penny.
"Well, that's an idea," said Daddy. "Let's try it."
Daddy lifted Penny up as high as he could. "Just reach right out for him," said Daddy. "Don't be afraid of him."
Penny reached out and took the kitten off the limb of the tree.
"Have you got him?" asked Daddy.
"Yep!" said Penny. "I've got him."
Daddy set Penny down and they both looked at the kitten.
"He's not very pretty, is he?" said Penny.
"He certainly is not pretty," said Daddy. "In fact, he looks like a scrap of a moth-eaten coat."
"What kind of a kitten do you s'pose he is?" asked Penny.
"I haven't an idea," said Daddy. "But he looks as though his mother had tried to hide him in a pot of mustard."
"What shall we do with him?" asked Penny.
"Oh, just put him down," said Daddy. "He'll find his way home."
Penny put the kitten down. His little legs seemed to wobble. "Mee-u," he said, and he rubbed against Penny's foot.
"I think he likes me," said Penny.
"Well, come along now," said Daddy. "Let's get going."
"Do you think he belongs to anyone?" asked Penny.
"If he does, they certainly don't feed him very much," answered Daddy. "He's as thin as a pin."
Penny stooped down and stroked the kitten. It purred.
"Come along, Penny," said Daddy. "It's getting late."
Penny took hold of his daddy's hand and started for home.
In a few moments Penny looked back. "I wonder where the kitten went," he said. "I don't see him anywhere."
"Mee-u!" said the kitten.
Penny looked down, and there was the kitten right at his feet.
"Oh, there he is!" cried Penny. "Look, Daddy, here he is."
"I see him," said Daddy. "I'm afraid he has decided to come with us."
"Do you think he is going to follow us home?" asked Penny.
"I
2. Really Truly
Every time Penny heard of a cat having kittens he would say, "Is there a black one with a white nose and white paws?" Over and over again he received the same answer. "Oh, no! There isn't any black one with a white nose and white paws."
Penny's daddy took him to see so many kittens that Daddy finally said he wouldn't have believed there could be so many kittens in the world. There seemed to be every kind that you could imagine, but no black one with a white nose and white paws.
After a while Daddy began to feel discouraged. But not Penny. After each trip to look at kittens he would say, "You found just 'zactly the little boy you wanted, didn't you, Daddy?"
And Daddy would reply, "Oh, my, yes!"
Then Penny would say, "Well, I'll find my really truly kitten, too." And the next Saturday afternoon Daddy and Penny would go look at another litter of kittens.
One Saturday afternoon Penny and his daddy were walking home from what Daddy called "a kitten hunt." They were walking under some trees when Penny heard a tiny "Mee-u."
Penny looked around to see where the sound came from. He didn't see anything. Then he heard the sound again. "Mee-u."
"Sounds like a kitty," said Penny.
Daddy stopped and looked around. There was the sound again.
"Yes, it does," said Daddy.
Daddy looked up in the tree above him, and there on a branch was a kitten. It was the most unhappy-looking kitten Daddy had ever seen. And Daddy had seen a great many kittens. It was afraid to move and it opened its little mouth and cried, "Mee-u! Mee-u! Mee-u!"
"Why, there it is! Up in the tree!" said Daddy. "I'll see if I can get it down."
Daddy stretched out his arms and stood on his toes. Just as he was about to take the kitten, the kitten moved away.
"Now, what do you know about that!" said Daddy.
"He's a silly old kitten, isn't he?" said Penny.
"Mee-u! Mee-u! Mee-u!" cried the kitten.
Daddy looked up at it. "Now see here, pal!" he said to the kitten. "I can't climb the tree. Come over here like a good fellow."
"Mee-u! Mee-u! Mee-u!" cried the kitten and moved still further away.
"Now, what do you know about that!" said Daddy.
"Maybe if you lift me up, I could reach him," said Penny.
"Well, that's an idea," said Daddy. "Let's try it."
Daddy lifted Penny up as high as he could. "Just reach right out for him," said Daddy. "Don't be afraid of him."
Penny reached out and took the kitten off the limb of the tree.
"Have you got him?" asked Daddy.
"Yep!" said Penny. "I've got him."
Daddy set Penny down and they both looked at the kitten.
"He's not very pretty, is he?" said Penny.
"He certainly is not pretty," said Daddy. "In fact, he looks like a scrap of a moth-eaten coat."
"What kind of a kitten do you s'pose he is?" asked Penny.
"I haven't an idea," said Daddy. "But he looks as though his mother had tried to hide him in a pot of mustard."
"What shall we do with him?" asked Penny.
"Oh, just put him down," said Daddy. "He'll find his way home."
Penny put the kitten down. His little legs seemed to wobble. "Mee-u," he said, and he rubbed against Penny's foot.
"I think he likes me," said Penny.
"Well, come along now," said Daddy. "Let's get going."
"Do you think he belongs to anyone?" asked Penny.
"If he does, they certainly don't feed him very much," answered Daddy. "He's as thin as a pin."
Penny stooped down and stroked the kitten. It purred.
"Come along, Penny," said Daddy. "It's getting late."
Penny took hold of his daddy's hand and started for home.
In a few moments Penny looked back. "I wonder where the kitten went," he said. "I don't see him anywhere."
"Mee-u!" said the kitten.
Penny looked down, and there was the kitten right at his feet.
"Oh, there he is!" cried Penny. "Look, Daddy, here he is."
"I see him," said Daddy. "I'm afraid he has decided to come with us."
"Do you think he is going to follow us home?" asked Penny.
"I
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