Every morning, before breakfast, Tony watered his morning glories. Every morning while Tony was watering his morning glories he heard a sound behind him:
"Galumph" on the shed roof,
"Galumph" on the ground,
"Good morning, Galumph," said Tony to the golden cat.

Every morning before Tony was awake Mr. Romano, the baker, baked his loaves to match a golden cat, Gattina, and every lunch time Maria gave a saucer of milk to Mimita and stroked her golden head. When the sun went down each evening a ball of golden fur jumped from the fire escape into Patricia's window. "Hello Sunset," Patricia always said.

For the golden cat belonged to each of them in a different way, and only the reader is in on the secret—a secret that provides fun along the way, a moment of suspense and a deliciously happy ending.

Here is an easy reader that is just asking to be read.

From the dust jacket