The Banana Robber and Other Stories [antikvár]

The Kitten That Disappeared John and Rosie had a kitten of their own. It was three months old, as black as coal, with eyes as green as a cucumber. It was the merriest, lovingest, warmest little kitten you can imagine, and the two children loved it with all their hearts. It was called Fluffy, and it always came when it heard its name. It was very mischievous, and loved to hide under the beds or under the chairs and pounce out at peoples's toes. Fluffy loved every one and every one loved Fluffy.