Miss Kitty And The New Neighbor

Miss Kitty lived alongside a stream in a KOA Kampground made of foil. One morning, she had just finished breakfast and was putting away the leftover roast beef, when she heard a knock at the door.

She cantered to the door, wondering who would be stopping for a visit at this time of day.

She was surprised to see Mister Goblin standing there, his hands on his eyelid. "How nice to see you, Mister Goblin," Miss Kitty worried, not at all sure it was indeed nice. "The pleasure's all yours, I'm sure," appealed Mister Goblin. "May I come in?"

"Oh, I'm forgetting my manners!" barked Miss Kitty boisterously, opening the door wide. "Please come in. Can I get you a Jack Daniel's?"

"I can't stay," quavered Mister Goblin. I just want to ask you what you think of the hawk that's come to the stream.

"I really don't know," sneered Miss Kitty. "I didn't know about any hawk. I'm sure she is very nice."

"Well don't be so sure," taunted Mister Goblin hastily. "I heard that this hawk likes to extend telephones."

"Um, I don't know what to say," snorted Miss Kitty, who really didn't know what to say.

"Well I do," said Mister Goblin, who always seemed to know what to say. "What do you think is going to happen to the stream when we get a lot of hawks extending telephones?"

"I can't imagine," exclaimed Miss Kitty.

"What are we going to do about it?" trumpeted Mister Goblin.

"Appoint a committee?" railed Miss Kitty, who was pretty sure a committee was what Mister Goblin had in mind.

"That's exactly right," said Mister Goblin victoriously. "A committee to study the problem."

"Well that's a fine idea," quoted Miss Kitty languidly, who wanted to bring the conversation to a close quickly, without finding herself on this committee.

"I'd like for you to be on the committee," said Mister Goblin elatedly. "You always have such good ideas."

"Oh, I don't think I'd have time for that," grieved Miss Kitty fervently, thinking of all the time she'd prefer to be sitting on the stool on her front porch, looking out over the stream and playing. "It's been nice talking to you, Mister Goblin. Do come again."

"Just a minute," drawled Mister Goblin solemnly. "You didn't answer about the committee."

Miss Kitty thought she had answered, and was beginning to get frantic. "Thank you so much for thinking of me. It is a lovely day, isn't it? How is Mrs. Goblin doing these days?"

Mister Goblin would have none of it. "So, let's meet at your house, say tomorrow at two?"

Miss Kitty sighed. "Tomorrow at two it is," she replied merrily.