<h2><SPAN name="II" id="II"></SPAN>II <br/>TEASING THE CAT </h2>
<p>When Miss Kitty Cat came to the farmhouse
to live she soon showed old dog
Spot that she could fight like a vixen.
The first time he cornered her she put
some scratches on his nose that he never
forgot. And after that he always took
great pains to keep out of reach of Miss
Kitty's claws.</p>
<p>So long as Miss Kitty Cat ran away
from him Spot would follow her, yelping
madly. But when she stopped, he
stopped too, digging his own claws into
the dirt in order to leave a safe distance
between Miss Kitty and his nose.</p>
<p><SPAN name="illus1">He quickly discovered that there were
ways in which he could tease Miss Kitty
Cat that annoyed her greatly, while keeping
his nose out of harm's way.</SPAN> Growling
always made her tail grow big.
Barking made her spit at him. But there
was something else that angered her still
more. When Spot stood stock still one
day, with his tail stuck straight out behind
him, and pointed at her with his nose,
he made her almost frantic.</p>
<p>"What are you pointing at with that
long nose of yours?" Miss Kitty Cat
snarled.</p>
<p>Spot didn't say a word. For the moment
he didn't move any more than the
iron dog did, that stood in a yard on the
outskirts of the village and never so much
as wagged his tail from one year's end to
another.</p>
<p>Somehow Spot's queer behavior gave
Miss Kitty Cat an odd, creepy feeling
along her back. Her fur rose on end.
She glared at Spot and spat at him in a
most unladylike fashion.</p>
<p>Spot found it very hard to stand still
and never let out a single yelp. Once he
almost whined. But he managed to stifle
the sound.</p>
<p>"If she swells up much more she's
likely to burst," he thought.</p>
<p>"Go away!" Miss Kitty scolded.
"Don't you know better than to stare at
a lady?"</p>
<p>Never an answer did old Spot make.</p>
<p>It was a little more than Miss Kitty
Cat could endure. With a yowl that had
in it something of anger and something
of fear, too, she jumped off the doorstep
where she had been sitting and whisked
around the corner of the house.</p>
<p>With Miss Kitty's first leap Spot came
suddenly to life. He barked joyfully and
followed her. Miss Kitty Cat ran up a
tree in the yard and stayed there until
Spot went off chuckling.</p>
<p>"I'm glad I played that trick on her,"
he said to himself. "It seems to bother
her more than anything else I've ever
tried."</p>
<p>Thereafter Spot often pointed at Miss
Kitty when he met her, either inside the
house or about the yard. And she never
failed to fly into a passion.</p>
<p>"Such manners I never saw!" she
spluttered when she talked one day with a
cat from the nearest farmhouse.</p>
<p>"I'd soon cure the old dog of that unpleasant
trick if he tried it on me," her
neighbor remarked.</p>
<p>"What would you do?" Miss Kitty Cat
wanted to know.</p>
<p>"I'd chase him."</p>
<p>"He can run faster than I can," said
Miss Kitty.</p>
<p>"When he's pointing at you, jump at
him before he can turn around. If you
drag your claws across his nose just once
he'll be careful after that to look the
other way when he sees you."</p>
<p>"Your plan sounds as if it might be
worth trying," said Miss Kitty thoughtfully.</p>
<hr style="width: 65%;" />
<div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />