When they came to C, which stood for cat, Dotty seized her kitty and tried to feed her with lozenges.

But Pusheen turned away her head with a gesture which signified,-- "Candy isn't fit to touch.

I'd eat a mouse with you, with pleasure." "Talk," said Dotty; "say 'thank you,' Pusheen! No, indeed, you needn't do it; I's just in fun.

God didn't give you any teef to talk with, Pussy; so you can't talk." "Now, Dotty, this next letter is D." "O, Prudy, I wish you'd hush! I've got the earache." "Ah, well!" thought the gentle teacher, with a sigh; "I'll try again, some other day.

I'll not give it up.