35. A Wild Cat?
The cat was not moving. It was lying
the grass. The cat was black and white.
was a pretty black and white cat. It
cold outside. The cat was lying on its
. It was dark outside. The porch light shined
the cat. The cat looked at Sissy. “Mom,
I have the cat?” she asked her mom.
mom came outside on the porch. She looked
the cat. “That is a pretty cat,” her
said. “Can I have it?” Sissy asked. Her
said no. Maybe the cat belonged to another
. Maybe the cat was wild. If it was
, it might bite Sissy.