Mr. Toby was a handsome, rich cat. After all, he was Mrs. Wilson’s pet. He was reading a letter which was from Miss Chloe, the most beautiful cat.
“Toby! I am dying for your love. Will you marry me?” Chloe had written.
Toby couldn’t believe his eyes. He received many love letters now and then. But to know that Chloe was madly in love with him was very good news.
He began dancing on the wooden roof in excitement. He hopped and jumped so happily that quite expectedly, he tripped and fell off the roof and died. The entire cat community joined the funeral procession with Mrs. Wilson and Miss Chloe.
As the procession passed the market square, the smell of fish stirred Mr. Toby from his death sleep. “M-e-o-w,” yawned Toby and opened his eyes. And “M-E-O-W” cheered all, happily.