Three Little Kittens
Copyright© 2024 by Katharine Pyle
Chapter 10
It was a warm, sunny day in June.
The two little kittens had met as they often did, under a large blush rosebush in the garden. Jazbury did not seem as lively and playful as usual.
“What’s the matter with you, Jazbury?” asked Fluffy. “You seem so quiet. Don’t you want to play?”
“No.”
“Why?”
Jazbury was silent for a moment. Then he said, “I’ve just had a bath again.”
“Oh, Jazbury! Not again?”
“Yes, again. With water. And soap. And rubbed afterward. You know. I told you all about it.”
“But, Jazbury!” cried Fluffy. “What does she do it for? Of course you were dirty at first. You know you were. You really needed to be washed then. I don’t believe you could have cleaned yourself, you were so very dirty. But you don’t need to be bathed now.”
“Course I don’t. I wash and wash myself. I wash every day. I wash myself just as much as you do. And I’m not going to stand being scrubbed with water. No, I’m not.”
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