This is the story of how I first met a cattering.

I was walking along in the woods one day, and I saw something move. I turned around and started home. I was pretty sure that I didn’t want to meet whatever it was. Luck wasn’t with me.

A wolf jumped out at me. I stepped back just in time to not get eaten alive right on the spot.

The wolf began to circle around me, growling angrily. Man, I was scared! As I watched, I saw that the wolf was really thin.

Just then I was saved. A flash of pink and gold came out of the sky. It was the fastest thing I ever saw. The wolf ran off with its tail between its legs.

The thing pulled to a stop in front of me. It was shaped like a cat with wings. It was pink, and the wings were gold. It was not only the fastest thing, but the most beautiful thing I ever saw.

Then it spoke. “I’m a cattering. My name is Serenity. What is your’s?”

I was about ready to run off screaming, but I answered anyway. “My name is Kitten. I’m honored to meet you.”

“And I’m honored to meet you, too.”

Soon we became great friends, and she walked with me all the way home.

That is the story of how I first met a cattering.

Catterings are pink with gold wings and green eyes. A cattering smells sweet like a rose. It sounds like a cat purring long and loud, and it’s soft like a fuzzy, warm blanket. And I’m happy to say I don’t know what it tastes like, because I’ve never tried one, and I never will.

And now you know what a cattering is, and I hope that if you ever meet one, that you will like it.

[The Adventures of Panther and Cimorene, Book One]

Once upon a time, there lived a cat. Her name was Pussy. She had a husband, and his name was Tiger. They were owned barn cats.

One day, their owners left them; they left Pussy and Tiger plenty enough water to drink and food to eat.

As the first week went on, Pussy got fatter and fatter. Soon, she was sure she was pregnant, so she started eating and drinking more.

At the end of the month, their owners returned, just in time to give them more food and water.

They took Pussy to the doctor (to find out why she was so fat) and were surprised to find out that Pussy was pregnant.

For one month with her owners, she was pregnant, but no more. At the end of two months (for her first month was without her owners), she gave birth to seven kittens. And she called the two youngest Panther and Cimorene.

Soon Goldy was going up a staircase. At the top, there was two rooms. She went in the first room. There were two beds. It was then that she realized how tired she was, so she laid down in the first bed—too hard. So she went to the next bed—too soft.

So she got up and went to the next room. There was another bed in there, so she lay down on it. Ah, just right! She soon fell asleep.

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(I know this is how it happened, because Goldilocks told me the whole story.)

Once upon a time, there was a young girl named Goldilocks. Her hair was the color of gold, and her eyes were blue.

Her father had a big ranch. His corn field was in the shape of box and was ten miles both ways. He also had a wheat field and a bean field. The wheat field was the same as the corn field, but the bean field was in a box shape, too, but only had five miles both ways, because they didn’t eat as many beans.

And there were fifty sheep, two horses, four chickens, two pigs, and four cows.

After buying all of this, there was hardly any money to spare on the wood for the house, and the tools to build the house. For they needed money left over for the plow and other tools for taking care of the crop, not to mention the tools to harvest the crop.

So they lived n a four-room cottage. The four rooms are two bedrooms, one bathroom, and one kitchen.

Then there was the barn, in which Goldy (as everybody called her) often played in.

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