This is one of Keats' practically wordless picture books, and truth to tell there isn't much to the pictures either. They show, against flat one or two colored backgrounds, a floppy-eared puppy running around with four wide-eyed overreacting kittens and trying unsuccessfully to lick, lap, meeow, climb and mouse as they do. The puppy of course doesn't make it though his playmates are tolerant, and neither does the book except on a cutesy level we thought Keats was above exploiting.