907. Grandma's two joys were her books and her birds. Christmas Day, she was watching the birds in the birdbath when 10‐year‐old Neil came by. He was carrying a wrapped box. "I brought you a present, Grandma. Hurry up and open it." She said, "Thank you, dear. What is it?" He said, "I can't tell you that. It's a surprise. But I can give you a hint: meow!" He grinned. After taking the cat out of the box, she said, "My goodness. It's very lifelike." He said, "It's almost alive. You can pet it and hug it. It meows, it purrs, and it rolls over so you can scratch its stomach. It's just like a real cat, except you don't have to feed it or clean its litter box." Grandma said, "Or worry about it stalking my birds. Thank you, honey. What shall we name her?" Neil said, "It's a him!" 1.4