The stories were being counted, and some resented it. They bore signs saying:
“I am a tale, not a tally,” and “I am a story, not a fictographic.”
But others were jumping and jostling, shouting, “Count me, count me.”
Official FFF statistician Gordon was becoming frustrated. “Get in line,” he pleaded, to little avail.
At last, he realized he needed help – and that help was at hand. He drafted Flora, the dignified Doberman who had defused other sticky situations, and Ann Louise, mistress of the extreme solution. Should all other efforts fail, he had one last resort: that multi-talented cat.
“I am a tale, not a tally,” and “I am a story, not a fictographic.”
But others were jumping and jostling, shouting, “Count me, count me.”
Official FFF statistician Gordon was becoming frustrated. “Get in line,” he pleaded, to little avail.
At last, he realized he needed help – and that help was at hand. He drafted Flora, the dignified Doberman who had defused other sticky situations, and Ann Louise, mistress of the extreme solution. Should all other efforts fail, he had one last resort: that multi-talented cat.
