e big basswood tree and when he came to the
ground, he saw Mister Gabriel Chipmunk sitting on top of his old home
stump shouting "Chip! Chip!" as loudly as he could scream.

"Ho! Ho!" said the Maltese cat, "there is a striped squirrel for my
breakfast!" and the big cat tiptoed towards Mister Gabriel Chipmunk. But
Mister Chipmunk was watching the big cat all the while, and he was all
ready to jump into his hole.

Somewhere in the woods a twig snapped, and Robert Robin looked and saw
an animal coming through the woods. It was a big bulldog, and he was out
for a walk.

The big bulldog did not like cats, and if there was any one thing which
he liked to do, it was to chase cats. He did like to see them run.

When he saw the farmer's big Maltese cat, he said "Woof!" and the big
cat forgot all about Mister Chipmunk, and forgot all about Robert Robin,
and ran for the fence.

"Woof! Woof!" roared the bulldog. "Pstt! Pstt!" said the cat, and the
cat jumped through the fence, and the dog jumped through the fence, and
the cat jumped back through the fence, and the dog jumped back through
the fence, and then the cat ran up an elm tree which stood outside the
woods, and the big bulldog put both of his front paws against the tree,
and said "Woof! Woof! Woof!" Then the dog sat down and barked at the
cat, and the cat laid his ears back close to his head and growled at the
dog.

The big bulldog laughed and showed all his teeth and said, "Come down
and take a walk, Kitty! Come down and take a walk, Kitty!" Then the dog
sat down and waited three hours for the cat to come down.

The farmer's Maltese cat did not like to stay in the elm tree. The sun
was hot and some little flies kept trying to get into his ears, but the
dog was sitting in the shade, and he was thinking to himself, "That cat
will come down soon, and then I will give him another race! I do enjoy
seeing those fraidy cats run!"

Robert Robin did not like to have the farmer's cat anywhere around, and
he kept saying "Tut! Tut! Tut!" but Mrs. Robin went and got the baby
robins their breakfasts.

The sun kept getting hotter and hotter, and the farmer's big cat kept
getting warmer and warmer. "I shall roast in this tree!" he said to
himself. "This is the last time that I will ever come into these woods!
I had no idea that a big bulldog lived here!"

After a long time the big bulldog happened to remember a bone which he
had buried in the garden, and the more he thought abo