Hrmm… hrmm… hrmm… dear as anna felt tired she was stuck as the cook noticed her a gi gi gi ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh giant as she grabbed her pots and pans running away following the duchess no come back im not a giant tring the mushroom again only growing bigger well at least she stayed inside and didnt destroy the roof oh this is the worst day of my life as tears started to flow from her eyes as she notticed The baby grunted again, and anna looked very anxiously into its face to see what was the matter with it. There could be no doubt that it had a very turn-up nose, much more like a snout than a real nose; also its eyes were getting extremely small for a baby: altogether anna did not like the look of the thing at all. "But perhaps it was only sobbing," she thought, and looked into its eyes again, to see if there were any tears.

No, there were no tears. "If you're going to turn into a pig, my dear," said anna seriously, "I'll have nothing more to do with you. Mind now!" The poor little thing sobbed again (or grunted, it was impossible to say which), and they sat for some while in silence.

anna was just beginning to think to herself, "Now, what am I to do with this creature when I escape it's home?" when it grunted again, so violently, that she looked down into its face in some alarm. This time there could be no mistake about it: it was neither more nor less than a pig, and she felt that it would be quite absurd for her to carry it further.

So she set the little creature down, and felt quite relieved to see it trot away quietly ot the pet sized backdoor and into the wood. "If it had grown up," she said to herself, "it would have made a dreadfully ugly child: but it makes rather a handsome pig, as she stood up as she fell through to the first floor ow thats gonna hurt in the morning as she agiain stood up as the house broke free from its frame as annas neck roose up and shatered the roof now wearing the house like a second outfit i do not aprove of this dress one bit she said tring to pull it off of her body like a dress Hrmm… with the first pull making fernicher fell out no how will i explain that to the duchess now anna cried. hrmm… hrmmcome on come off dear its stuck as anna felt tired she was stuck in the duchesses home forever I think." And she began thinking over other teens she knew at school who might do very well as pigs, and was just saying to herself, "if one only knew the right way to change them—" when she was a little startled by seeing the Cheshire Cat sitting on a bough of a tree a few yards off The Cat only grinned when it saw ella It looked good-natured, she thought: still it had very long claws and a great many teeth, so she felt that it ought to be treated with respect.

"Cheshire Puss," she began, rather timidly, as she did not at all know whether it would like the name: however, it only grinned a little wider. "Come, it's pleased so far," thought ella and she went on. "Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?" well for 1 thing your stuck in my owners house i know that now "Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?"That depends a good deal on where you want to get to," said the Cat.

"I don't much care where—" said anna

"Then it doesn't matter which way you go," said the Cat.

"—so long as I get somewhere," ella added as an explanation.

"Oh, you're sure to do that," said the Cat, "if you only walk long enough."

anna felt that this could not be denied, so she tried another question. "What sort of people live about here?"

"In that direction," the Cat said, waving its right paw round, "lives a Hatter: and in that direction," waving the other paw, "lives a March Hare. Visit either you like: they're both mad."

"But I don't want to go among mad people," anna remarked.

"Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."

"How do you know I'm mad?"anna said annoyed

"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here."

Sofia didn't think that proved it at all; however, she went on "And how do you know that you're mad?"

"To begin with," said the Cat, "a dog's not mad. You grant that?"

"I suppose so," said anna

"Well, then," the Cat went on, "you see, a dog growls when it's angry, and wags its tail when it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm pleased, and wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm mad."

"I call it purring, not growling," said anna.

"Call it what you like," said the Cat. "will you be at the Queens ball later to-day?"

"I should like it very much," said ella"but I haven't been invited yet." and im afraid ill need a better gown then this one this house dress and the dress wont do well at a fancy ball well i frogot to tell you purred the cat its really not a ball its a croquet tournament really then why call it a ball anna rudley replied because the ball and crystal rose display is after the main tournaments final round you will get a gown when you go to the castle "You'll see me there," look for the invisable bow tie said the Cat, and vanished.

anna was not much surprised at this, she was getting so used to queer things happening. While she was looking at the place where it had been, it suddenly appeared again.

"By-the-bye, what became of the baby?" said the Cat. "I'd nearly forgotten to ask."

"It turned into a pig, and ran out the back door when it caught eye of me anna quietly said, just as if it had come back in a natural way.

"I thought it would," said the Cat, and vanished again.

anna waited a little, half expecting to see it again, but it did not appear, and after a minute or two she walked on in the direction in which the March Hare was said to live. "I've seen hatters before," she said to herself; "the March Hare will be much the most interesting, and perhaps as this is May it won't be raving mad—at least not so mad as it was in March." As she said this, she looked up, and there was the Cat again, sitting on a branch of a tree.

"Did you say pig, or fig?" said the Cat.

"I said pig," replied anna, annoyed; "and I wish you wouldn't keep appearing and vanishing so suddenly: you make one quite giddy."

"All right," said the Cat; and this time it vanished quite slowly, beginning with the end of the tail, and ending with the grin, which remained some time after the rest of it had gone.

"Well! I've often seen a cat without a grin," thought anna; "but a grin without a cat! It's the most curious thing I ever saw in my life!" she started walking as the house was unconvertible She had not gone much farther before she came in sight of the house of the March Hare: she thought it must be the right house, because the chimneys were shaped like ears and the roof was thatched with fur. It was so large a house, that she whent near even then she walked up towards it rather timidly, saying to herself "Suppose it should be raving mad after all! I almost wish I'd gone to see the Hatter instead!" and found the gate and stepped over the it.