The Striped One
The conversation was about kittens this morning and when Daddy asked Teddy if he would prefer a boy or a girl cat. Immediately he said “girl,” which was certainly expected. Moments later upstairs Daddy tried to set up Teddy. In front of Mama he was again asked what kind of cat do you want” His answer was even sweeter “one like Caroline and Aunt Rebecca’s cat. The striped one not the black one.” .
