1 Melanie was not dead and the small baby boy who made noises like a young kitten was receiving his first bath at Prissy's hands.
2 Held close against her, Melanie's baby pressed his pale rosebud mouth greedily to the dark nipple, sucking, gripping tiny fists against the soft flesh like a kitten in the warm fur of its mother's belly.
3 Everything she did seemed to amuse him, as though she were a gamboling kitten.
4 A resigned striped kitten was clutched to her breast.
5 "Gran'ma gave him to me," she cried excitedly, holding the kitten out by the scruff.
6 Far from protesting when he set his mongrel on a kitten, she worked hard at not seeing him.
7 She followed him like a wet kitten.
8 Yulka was on the floor at his feet, her kitten in her lap.
9 While grandmother encouraged and gave them advice, I sat down on the floor with Yulka and let her show me her kitten.
10 If he went to the hotel to see a travelling man on business, there was Tiny, arching her shoulders at him like a kitten.
11 It makes a man feel like a damn kitten in a bag.
12 He was not going to be badgered of his life, like a kitten chased by boys, he said.
13 The little kitten, feasting her eyes on him, seemed ready at any moment to start her gambols again and display her kittenish nature.
14 The little kitten brightened, its eyes shone, and it seemed ready to lift its tail, jump down on its soft paws, and begin playing with the ball of worsted as a kitten should.
15 Stepping cautiously from one foot to the other she ran like a kitten the few steps to the door and grasped the cold door handle.