24 FRISKY, SKIPPY, AND TRIXY
Once upon a time, Mother Black Cat lived in a barn with her three little kittens.
One kitten was named Frisky.
One was named Skippy.
And one was named Trixy.
One day Mother Black Cat said, “Children, I am going to the house. If you are good while I am away, I will bring you some pie. You may go out to play in the barn yard. It is very cold today, so put on your mittens.”
“Yes, mother dear,” said the three little kittens.
So the three little kittens went out to play in the barn yard.
Skippy said, “Let us play Tag, and I will be It.”
Very soon Mother Black Cat came home from the big house, and the three little kittens ran to meet her.
“Have you been good kittens?”
“Oh, yes, very good! “ said the three little kittens.
Then Mother Black Cat said,
“Why, where are your mittens?”
“Oh, mother dear, We sadly fear, Our mittens we have lost.”
“Then you shall have no pie. Go and find your mittens, you naughty kittens.”
The three little kittens went into the barn yard to hunt for their mittens.
Frisky found her mittens in the hay.
Skippy found her mittens under the leaves.
Trixy found her mittens near the fence.
The kittens went to their mother, and they began to cry,
“Oh, mother dear, See here, see here! Our mittens we have found.”
“What, found your mittens! You darling kittens! Then you shall have some pie.”
Trixy said, “Let us put on our mittens.”
So the three little kittens put on their mittens.
Mother Black Cat said, “Here is some pie.”
“Oh, Skippy,” said Frisky, “you have soiled your mittens!”
“Look at your own mittens. They are soiled,” said Sk ippy.
“Oh, look at Trixy’s mittens! They are soiled, too.”
“Oh, mother dear, We sadly fear, Our mittens we have soiled.”
“Go and wash your mittens, you naughty kittens.”
They washed their mittens, and hung them up to dry.
“You darling kittens! I smell a rat close by.”
And the three little kittens scampered after the rat.
