73 
Our Happiest Days 
dinner. She heard some dreadful, agonizing cries, 
but as she could not see the cat around anywhere, 
and being busy with her work, she paid no further 
attention. The roast was soon prepared, and as 
the housekeeper opened the oven door to put it in, 
behold there was poor Roteli lying almost lifeless 
with his tongue hanging out of his mouth. Im- 
mediately the housekeeper knew just what to do: 
she sprinkled Roteii with cold water and dropped 
water on his tongue till he revived, and with the 
good care he received, regained his health and 
lived many years more. I hope that all house- 
keepers who have cats will take warning, and al- 
ways look into the oven before they close it. 
Sunday I like best of all, because then mistress 
and Guy are at home all day, except a little while 
in the morning. The first thing on Sunday morn- 
ing each of us gets a fresh ribbon tied around his 
neck and, of course, then we make ourselves very 
clean. Mistress ties the ribbon very carefully, so 
that it does not pull our hair, and she cuts the 
loops. The reason for this is, as I heard her tell 
Guy, that once a cat was jumping across a fence, 
when a loop of her ribbon was caught in one of 
the pickets ; and the poor cat hung there and 
