Sergeant Kyton decided he wanted to find some nice fresh milk.
But where could he find milk? He wondered
I’ll ask the cat! He thought. Cats like milk.
Where can I find milk, Buddy?
Buddy pondered, licking his whiskers. Hmm… how about the milk man?
The milk man, Kyton asked? Where can I find him?
“Follow your nose.” Purred the cat, sauntering away. Kyton pondered. My nose, eh?
He twitched his nose to the left. No.. not that way.
He tried straight ahead. Still no.
To the right… oooh, there was the scent of milk. Now how to get the milk man to come to him?
Milk man! Over here! He cried.
Is he coming? He peeked.
The milk man arrived, and Kyton drank his milk
A content Kyton relaxed, his belly now full.
(This story was written in collaboration with my sister Rebecca who is obviously a much better writer than I am.)