48 Pussy Meow 
The boat was crowded with people, and it was 
very warm. I was tired and wanted to sleep, so 
mistress took me into her stateroom, where I lay 
on the bed and had a nice rest. Soon after I 
awoke we reached a place where we alighted and 
took dinner at a large hotel. Guy carried the bag 
in which I was, suspended over his shoulder by a 
leather strap, and when he was seated at the table 
he slipped the bag over my head and fed me on his 
lap. You must remember that at that time I was 
still a kitten, about half grown. 
After dinner we sat on the lawn in front of the 
hotel, and I was allowed to run around at will till it 
was time to return to the boat. I was listening to 
the music of the band, when I espied on the piazza 
a poodle dog. As soon as he saw me, he came 
down the steps and I, thinking to exchange greet- 
ings with him, walked over to meet him. I don’t 
know whether he objected to the curve in my 
back, or the jug handle shape of my tail, but evi- 
dently Mr. Poodle was not in the habit of meeting 
lady cats. Instead of responding to my greeting 
in a gentlemanly manner, he bent low on his fore- 
legs and barked at me. 
At this I showed him the color of my teeth, and 
