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doctor herself. She took the telephone and called the doctor, who rushed over
immediately. The doctor put his bicycle against the window and came into my room
without speaking a word. He closed the door behind him with a loud bang. BOOM!
Butterfly was left alone in the hallway.

The door only reopened half an hour later and the doctor came out. He stroked his
white beard and said: “It’s nothing serious. With a little protection he’ll be back to his
old self again very soon.”

“What sort of protection?” Butterfly asked.
“Well, kitty boots of course,” the doctor replied.

“Kitty boots?” Butterfly asked with a surprised look. “I’ve never heard of those
before!”

“Yes,” said the doctor, “if you want Kye to get better, you’ll have to buy him a pair of
kitty boots to keep his paws dry. You’ll see he’ll be back to normal and playing
outside again in no time.”