Tammy liked to be in the garden. She liked to pull weeds. She liked to pick things, too.
Last week, Tammy picked beans. She helped Mom get them ready for supper. They were very good.
The corn was tall, taller than Tammy. It was almost ready. The ears were fat. The silks were turning brown. Tammy began counting the ears. She heard a strange sound. She stopped and listened. It sounded like a kitten.
The little girl got down on her knees. She looked down the row. At first, she saw nothing. Then a patch of sunshine moved. Tammy looked again. It was not sunshine. It was a yellow kitten.
Tammy spoke in a soft high voice. "Here, kitty, kitty." The kitten mewed but would not come.
"Poor little kitty," said Tammy gently. "Maybe you want something to eat."
Tammy slowly backed away from the kitten. Once she was out of the garden, she ran to the house.
"Mom, guess what I found in the garden!" she cried.
"I do not know," said Mom looking up from a cookbook.
"I found a little yellow kitten."
"Did you pet it?" asked Mom.
"No," said Tammy. "It was afraid. It would not come to me."
"It might have been dumped by someone," said Mom.Paragraphs 14 to 27:
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