My present guardian is foolish enough over me, goodness knows, but she has other ties, while "Toady" had nothing else to love, not even himself.

He could hardly believe his eyes at first when I jumped up on his knees and rubbed myself against his ugly face.

"Why, Kitty," he said, "do you know you're the first living thing that has ever come to me of its own accord." There were tears in his funny little red eyes as he said that.
"'I remained two years with "Toady," and was very happy indeed.

Then he fell ill, and strange people came to the house, and I was neglected.
"Toady" liked me to come up and lie upon the bed, where he could stroke me with his long, thin hand, and at first I used to do this.

But a sick man is not the best of company, as you can imagine, and the atmosphere of a sick room not too healthy, so, all things considered, I felt it was time for me to make a fresh move.
"'I had some difficulty in getting away.