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One morning, Mr. Finkle woke up and did not find
Toodles, his cat, next to him in bed. He couldn't understand it...Toodles always
stayed in bed until he woke up. They would go together and get the newspaper and sit
and have tea and cookies together. But today was different! Toodles was not in
bed where she should have been.
Mr. Finkle was not the kind of person to panic
however, so after searching the whole house he went out to look for her in his very neat
yard. He knew that Toodles' favorite place to nap was in the Daffodil patch, and even
though it wasn't nap time he still decided to look for her there. When he didn't
find her, Mr. Finkle started to wonder where she could be.
Now one thing Mr. Finkle had was a very active
imagination. He noticed that lately Toodles had been reading an unusually high
number of adventure books lately and couldn't help wondering if she had decided to have
one of her own. Just then he saw Toodles coming out from behind the Lilac bushes
with a very sly smile on her face, and he knew that indeed she had been up to something
Toodles sat next to Mr. Finkle at the kitchen table, and while he poured her a cup of tea,
she began to tell him about her adventure...
night she had slipped out the door and went out to the city. While she was there she
ate out of the finest Italian garbage can and sat next to the fluffiest cat in the
world. When it came time for the sun to come up her and Fluffikins sat on a wooden
fence. Then she told him that they made a kitty nest under a bush in the country
side close to Mr. Finkle's house and there they slept for the rest of the morning.
And when they awoke she came home.
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