1 24 Pussy Meow 
then she called Miss Dorothy in to see what her 
new pet was up to. Miss Dorothy took me up in 
her arms, but did not say one unpleasant word to 
me. She knew that no respectable cat would 
steal, unless actually driven to it. She asked the 
cook when I was last fed, and upon learning that 
no one had paid any attention to me in the way of 
food, she told Miss Beggs to see that I was prop- 
erly cared for at every meal thereafter, and after 
that I fared better. Miss Beggs would gather up 
the choicest little remnants of meat or chicken or 
fish on the plates, and mix them with a little 
mashed potato or rice in such a way that it made 
the daintiest meal for me. 
So you see the kind Providence did take care of 
me, even though I am only a cat. 
