I guess it was a caterpillar
Having rested awhile, it occured to me that I had not seen my friend,
Katie, in quite some time.
Peering down at me was what looked like a huge pillar with a cat's
face on top... I guess it was a caterpillar. He said this was his
nest and would appreciate it if I removed myself promptly, as he was
exhausted from a long day of mouse-ear nibbling and needed to rest.
"Plus," he added, "the pussywillows are angry with me
because I didn't share any with them, therego that incessant
(continuous) caterwaul you hear up here, and if I hide in here, they
may stop their howlng." A little shaken by the sudden
realization of my whereabouts, I climbed out of the nest.
