The Tale of Miss Kitty Cat | Page 3

hopped down
upon the great flat stone that served as a step from the woodshed to the
ground. She couldn't help thinking, as she sat there, what a pleasant
yard Farmer Green had. She noticed that there were trees enough about
the farmhouse to furnish homes for plenty of birds.
And if there was one thing that Miss Kitty Cat liked it was to visit birds
right where they lived.
Seeing a faint stir in the grass not far away, she began to creep towards
it. Miss Kitty had found that it paid to look into such things. Often she
had surprised a meadow mouse in just that way.
This time, however, it was Miss Kitty Cat herself that was surprised.
She was so intent on her own important business that she never took
her eyes off that spot where the grass had moved. And that was why
she didn't see old dog Spot when he stuck his nose around a corner of
the farmhouse.

Now, Spot's ways were quite different from Miss Kitty's. Whenever he
set out on a hunt he never could keep still. So the moment he caught
sight of Miss Kitty Cat he gave a joyful bark. At the same time he
bounded towards her.
Of course Spot's yelps warned her to run. The moment she heard his
first bark she forgot all about her own hunt, being herself the hunted.
She scurried off across the farmyard, with Spot tearing after her.
If she had had time enough Miss Kitty would have climbed a tree. But
Spot was altogether too near her for that. And being a stranger about
the farmyard, she hadn't learned all the fine hiding places. Since Spot
was between her and the house, she made for the barn and sprang
through the open door. Inside Spot quickly cornered her.
With her back arched and her tail almost as big as Tommy Fox's brush,
Miss Kitty Cat turned and faced her pursuer.

IV
A TENDER NOSE
"HURRAH!" old dog Spot barked. At least, what he said sounded a
good deal like that.
He had cornered Miss Kitty Cat in the barn. And there was nothing he
liked more than teasing anybody that was short-tempered as she was.
"Tchah!" Miss Kitty hissed.
Now, that ought to have been warning enough to Spot to keep a good,
safe distance from her. But he was one of the sort that never knows
enough to take a warning for what it is worth.
"Wow!" he chuckled. "You needn't think I'm afraid of you. If you ran
from me once, you'll run again."

He didn't intend to hurt Miss Kitty. All he wanted was to get her to run
across the yard again, so that he might have the sport of chasing her. So
he edged nearer and nearer her, thinking that she would dodge past him
and run out of the barn.
But Miss Kitty Cat had no relish for that sport.
"Keep your distance, sir!" she cried. And though she spoke plainly
enough, old Spot paid no heed to her words. Instead, he gave a quick
spring at her, just to worry her a bit more.
To his great surprise, almost at that same instant Miss Kitty Cat sprang
at him. And as she jumped, she flashed one of her paws out and struck
Spot on one side of his long nose.
It was not just a gentle tap with a soft, well-padded paw. She thrust her
claws well out from between her toes. And jabbing them deep into
Spot's tender nose, she gave a sharp downward pull.
All at once old dog Spot thought of the time when, as a puppy, he stuck
his nose into a hornet's nest. His joyful bark changed suddenly to a
shrill ki-yi of pain. And at the same time he became angry.
"You don't know how to have fun," he growled at Miss Kitty Cat. "Just
to teach you better manners I'm going to take you by the back of your
neck and shake you."
It appeared that Miss Kitty herself had quite a different notion. At least,
she went through an entirely different motion, which was not at all like
offering the back of her neck for old Spot to seize. When Spot reached
for her she clawed him furiously, with one paw after another, while she
told him what she thought of him.
He did not wait to hear everything that Miss Kitty had to say to him.
Spot thought too much of his nose to linger in the barn any longer, but
turned tail and hurried into the yard.
Miss Kitty Cat chased him as far as the door. Taking one quick

backward glance at her as he went, Spot noticed how fiercely her eyes
glared. It was