Once there was a baby magpie， called Kiki， who lived high up in a tree in a nest， with his mother and father， brothers and sisters. Mrs Magpie had a beautiful black and white coat and a lovely long tail， and as her babies grew bigger they looked as grand as she did. All except poor Kiki. He was big and strong， but his tail never grew.
So poor Kiki was very sad for he wanted to love them all. He did so wish they would love him.
One day when the baby birds were big enough to climb out of the nest and stand flapping their wings on the branch， Mrs Magpie said：
“Now， babies， be good and stay in the nest. I am going to the other side of the garden， to get some tasty worms.”
But as soon as she had gone， the naughty magpie babies climbed out on to the branch.
Now Kiki， who was very clever， could fly a little. He looked down to the ground and there he saw， to his horror， that Fluffy， the Persian kitten， had stopped chasing leaves and had begun to climb the tree.
But Kiki was very brave. So he flew into Fluffy's face.
Fluffy had not yet learned to balance well， so when Kiki bumped into her face， she topped over backwards and fell right off the branch and landed with such a bump on her little nose！ She never tried to climb that tree again.
Kiki was very happy， for he knew now that they all loved him. They had happy times in the garden together and soon the little magpie forgot he had no tail.