In the little town of Mapleberry, where the trees were tall and the cookies always smelled fresh, lived a very unusual cat. He wasn't orange, black, gray, or white like other cats. No, this cat was blue—bright, sky-colored blue. His fur shimmered in the sunlight like waves in the ocean.
His name was Blu, and no one knew where he came from.
Miss Nibby, the town's oldest librarian, found him one rainy morning curled up in a basket outside the Mapleberry Library. He was purring softly, his blue fur damp from the storm. She took him in, dried him off, and gave him a little red bow tie.
"Every fine cat should have a bow tie," she said with a smile.
From that day on, Blu lived in the library, sleeping on piles of books and stretching out under sunbeams that poured through the big glass windows. But Blu was no ordinary library cat.
Each night, after Miss Nibby turned off the lights and locked the library door, Blu would leap down from his pillow and whisper to the stars.
Yes, whisper!
