It seemed to him that he had been there only a minute when he heard
voices. He looked up and found himself in the garden again. Near him
several dogs and cats were talking. To his surprise he understood what
they said.
Prince was speaking. "I am tired of living here," he said. "My little
master does not treat me very well. This morning he took me with him
when he went on his bicycle. I was tired out and very hot and thirsty
when we came home, but he would not take the trouble to fill my pan of
water. I asked him plainly for a drink of water, but he laughed at me
and said he was busy."
"I scratched him to-day," said Snowball. "Perhaps that may teach him not
to hurt me so often. He lifts me by one paw, and yesterday he swung me
about by the tail. I am sure he doesn't know how much he hurts me."
"You are a brave cat to dare to scratch him," said a sober little
kitten. "We have a baby at our house, and of course I can't scratch a
baby. She pulls my fur and puts her fingers in my eyes. The other
children catch me when I run away, and give me back to her."
"That is very unfair," said a dog who was walking about. "You must
excuse me for walking while I talk, but I have been chained so long that
I am quite stiff.
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