Tavi’s Whisker Secret — Behind the quilt, Tavi wanted one soft blue feather from the cushion pile. He took one hop out. Read the full story →
Behind the quilt, Tavi wanted one soft blue feather from the cushion pile. He took one hop out. Hup! The floor felt cold on his toes.
At the curtain hem, a tiny moth whispered, “Psst. Trade?” It smelled dusty and sweet. Tavi gave one whisker tickle. The moth gave not a feather, but a puff of blue lint.
Tavi hopped back, brave all the way. He tucked the lint by his nose. Next time you see his long whiskers, can you guess which one tickled the moth?