I have been wanting to write to you for some time, and tell you
about my pets, but was afraid my letter would not be published.
I have the sweetest little squirrel you ever saw. His name is Zeke,
but we do not call him anything but Funny. Papa gave me a nice
large cage for him. Mamma takes him out sometimes, and he plays
with her just like a kitten. I am afraid of him, although I like to
watch him play. I have a bird that sings from morning until night.
I have a cat and two dogs. I have also three horses. I can ride one
of them. My grandpa gave me such a nice little saddle and bridle!
Don't you think I have a good many pets? I am eleven years old.