The Knitted Kitten

In a little country village in a cottage near a farm, was a curious little kitten that was knitted out of yarn. In a rainbow’s worth of colours from its tail of strawberry red, to the blue and yellow ears which sat alert atop its head. Created by a gentleman who’d lived a long fine life, and had taken up the hobby to impress his darling wife. It had whiskers long and dangly its eyes were round and small, from the top down to the bottom it was all of four inch tall. And in the country cottage where the three of them reside, there are lots of clever places for a yarn kitten to hide. In the kettle, or the flowerpots; under cushions on the chairs; inside the ladies’ slippers at the bottom of the stairs. High atop the cupboards; or low beneath the bed; and once inside a bucket in the little potting shed. It’s a source of great amusement in the little country home, to discover all the places that the yarn kitten might roam. As the lady and the gentleman take turns in their sweet game, to find the little kitten and then hide it once again.