

The kittens would be ready for a new home in
about two weeks. That would be a sad day for Heidi. If only she
could keep one kitten for her very own, thought David. She loses the
kittens and then us!
It was Thursday afternoon when the school bus pulled to
a screeching, rattling stop at the road to the Ramsey’s house. The weather
had been cloudy and humid all day. Thunder rumbled in the distance.
After checking the kittens in the barn, David, with the girls behind him,
raced back to the house.
“Mom, we’re home,” called David. “Anybody here?”
The house was silent. On the table lay a note, “Will be back
around 5:00. If you need anything, Mrs. Dillon is home. Love,
Mom”
It was 3:30. David peered outside. Dark
clouds hovered in the West.
“Shut the door, Karla, it’s going to rain.” The
wind slammed the door with a loud bang. Janie put the windows down.
Heidi paced on the side porch.
But then, Heidi began to howl. She howled louder
and louder until David ran to the door to quiet her down. “Heidi,
Heidi, stop that noise,” said David. But she wouldn’t stop.
Instead she began pacing back and forth, faster and faster.
“Something’s the matter with her,” said Karla.
“She’s trying to tell us something.” Now Heidi was barking furiously
at the children and running half way to the barn and back again.
“I think she wants us to go to the barn for some reason,” said David.
“Maybe something’s wrong with the kittens.”
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