"Cat!" said Witch. "Fetch me a hat!" But Cat was busy, chasing Rat. "Cat?" said Witch. "Purr?" said Cat. "Hat!" said Witch. "Grrrr!" said Cat. And that was the end of that. (Witch got her own hat. "Drat that cat!")...It's a pale grey night with a bright full moon, and Witch is throwing a party. But far from helping her get ready, Cat is being downright contrary. Every request Witch makes is ignored, so she must do it all herself. Eventually, though, she gets fed up...and that is the end of that dratted Cat.