This pussycat is out to have some adventurous fun in this enjoyable fairy tale for boys, girls and parents.
By : Edward Anthony (1895 - 1971)
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To The Memory Of My Mother
—and A Rare Sense Of Humor
Song Of The Coming Of Cats And Dogs
(In which a little girl wonders how they came to be.)
“Oh, how came dogs and cats to be?”
I said to dad; “it puzzles me.”
And daddy smiled and said, “Miss Dimple,
The thing you ask is very simple.
I ’ll tell it to you for a kiss,”
And, when I ’d kissed him, told me this :
“A-many years ago , my dear ,
Upon an evening wild
’T was raining cats and dogs , I hear ,
And that explains it, child.”
That sounded very strange to me,
It seemed a fairy tale, you see,
And so I thought, “I ’ll ask my mother;
She ’ll tell me — or perhaps big brother.”
And when I asked her, mother said,
Of course, I ’ll tell you, Curlyhead :
“Now, this is how they came to he —
Upon a distant hill, C!
The dog grows on the dogwood-tree
And the cat on the pussywillow !”
And brother’s tale is different too,
And so is that of Sister Sue.
How queer that they should differ so!
I do not think I ’ll ever know.
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