She led this cat up to her catnip bed, and watched her
kindly, while she rolled and rubbed herself in it. Then Malta had a roll
in it herself, and they both went back to the stable.
Catnip is a favorite plant with cats, and Miss Laura always kept some of
it growing for Malta.
For a long time this sick cat had a home in the stable. Malta carried
her food every day, and after a time Miss Laura found out about her, and
did what she could to make her well. In time she got to be a strong,
sturdy-looking cat, and Miss Laura got a home for her with an invalid
lady.
It was nothing new for the Morrises to feed deserted cats. Some summers,
Mrs. Morris said that she had a dozen to take care of. Careless and
cruel people would go away for the summer, shutting up their houses, and
making no provision for the poor cats that had been allowed to sit
snugly by the fire all winter. At last, Mrs. Morris got into the habit
of putting a little notice in the Fairport paper, asking people who were
going away for the summer to provide for their cats during their absence.
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CHAPTER XIII
THE BEGINNING OF AN ADVENTURE
The first winter I was at the Morrises', I had an adventure.
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