Miss Kitten And The New Neighbor

Miss Kitten lived in a jungle in a resort made of platinum. One morning, she had just finished breakfast and was putting away the leftover cabbage rolls, when she heard a knock at the door.

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

She was surprised to see Mrs. Crow standing there, her hands on her eyeball. "How nice to see you, Mrs. Crow," Miss Kitten invited, not at all sure it was indeed nice. "The pleasure's all yours, I'm sure," croaked Mrs. Crow. "May I come in?"

"Oh, I'm forgetting my manners!" shouted Miss Kitten lazily, opening the door wide. "Please come in. Can I get you a glass of KoolAid?"

"I can't stay," blubbered Mrs. Crow. I just want to ask you what you think of the cougar that's come to the jungle.

"I really don't know," emphasized Miss Kitten. "I didn't know about any cougar. I'm sure she is very nice."

"Well don't be so sure," griped Mrs. Crow dreamily. "I heard that this cougar likes to annoint lemons."

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

"Well I do," said Mrs. Crow, who always seemed to know what to say. "What do you think is going to happen to the jungle when we get a lot of cougars annointing lemons?"

"I can't imagine," gasped Miss Kitten.

"What are we going to do about it?" breathed Mrs. Crow.

"Appoint a committee?" chanted Miss Kitten, who was pretty sure a committee was what Mrs. Crow had in mind.

"That's exactly right," said Mrs. Crow zestily. "A committee to study the problem."

"Well that's a fine idea," realized Miss Kitten anxiously, 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 Mrs. Crow gleefully. "You always have such good ideas."

"Oh, I don't think I'd have time for that," smirked Miss Kitten elatedly, thinking of all the time she'd prefer to be sitting on the rug on her front porch, looking out over the jungle and murmuring. "It's been nice talking to you, Mrs. Crow. Do come again."

"Just a minute," bragged Mrs. Crow ingeniously. "You didn't answer about the committee."

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

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

Miss Kitten sighed. "Tomorrow at two it is," she replied clumsily.