Good-bye, darlin', wish me luck." Linda swung Katy around, hugged her tight, and dropped a kiss on the top of her faithful head.
"Ye just stick right up for your rights," Katy advised her.

"Ye're a great big girl.

'Tain't going to be long till ye're eighteen.

But mind your old Katy about going too far.

If ye lose your temper and cat-spit, it won't get ye anywhere.