THE STORY OF CHARLIELOCKS AND THE THREE BOWLS

A slightly altered version of The Story of Goldilocks and The Three Bears, originally written in 1837 by Robert Southey.

Once upon a time, there was a little feral kitten named Charlie. She went for a walk, out of the woods and into a human yard. Soon she saw a human house and a human front porch. She pawed at the door, but no one answered. Then she noticed many colorful bowls on the front porch. There were three bowls of porridge (er, kitty foods) and Charlie was very, very hungry. "This yellow bowl is just too small and I'm not quite sure about tuna with garden greens," she exclaimed. But she tasted a bit just the same. "This green bowl looks about right," she said, "tho I've never had chicken in gravy". But she tasted a bit just the same. "And this really big blue bowl is full of crunchies which sound funny when I eat them," she whined. But she tasted a bit just the same. Then Charlie thought to herself, "why this porridge (er, kitty foods) is certainly tastier than the lizards 'n bugs ' n leaves I've been eating." So Charlie went back to the small yellow bowl, and she went back to the medium size green bowl, and she went back to the really big blue bowl... and she ate all the tuna and garden greens, all the chicken in gravy, and most all of the noise making crunchies! She ate so very much she fell asleep on the human front porch. When she woke up she saw two big fluffy furry flat-nosed cats peering out the window and she was very, very much frightened and she ran as fast as she could back into the woods. There in the woods Charlie took another nap, dreaming a little dream to herself, "I think I'll go back to that human house and that human porch and that very, very, very good porridge (er, kitty foods).

THE END.