Well, I think that was _rather_ lucky, too: don’t _you_? For, if she _hadn’t_ drunk any, all this wonderful adventure, that I’m going to tell you about, wouldn’t have happened at all. And wouldn’t _that_ have been a pity?

You’re getting so used to Alice’s Adventures, that I daresay you can guess what happened next? If you can’t, I’ll tell you.

The Nursery Alice — Part 7

She grew, and she grew, and she grew. And in a very short time the room was full of _Alice_: just in the same way as a jar is full of jam! There was _Alice_ all the way up to the ceiling: and _Alice_ in every corner of the room!

The Nursery Alice — Part 7

The door opened inwards: so of course there wasn’t any room to open it: so when the Rabbit got tired of waiting, and came to fetch his gloves for himself, of course he couldn’t get in.

The Nursery Alice — Part 7

So what do you think he did? (Now we come to the picture). He sent Bill, the Lizard, up to the roof of the house, and told him to get down the chimney. But Alice happened to have one of her feet in the fire-place: so, when she heard Bill coming down the chimney, she just gave a little tiny kick, and away went Bill, flying up into the sky!

Poor little Bill! Don’t you pity him very much? How frightened he must have been!

Well, it doesn’t look such a very _little_ Puppy, does it? But then, you see, Alice had grown very small indeed: and _that’s_ what makes the Puppy look so large. When Alice had eaten one of those little magic cakes, that she found in the White Rabbit’s house, it made her get quite small, directly, so that she could get through the door: or else she could _never_ have got out of the house again. Wouldn’t _that_ have been a pity? Because then she wouldn’t have dreamed all the other curious things that we’re going to read about.

So it really _was_ a _little_ Puppy, you see. And isn’t it a little _pet_? And look at the way it’s barking at the little stick that Alice is holding out for it! You can see she was a _little_ afraid of it, all the time, because she’s got behind that great thistle, for fear it should run over her. That would have been just about as bad, for _her_, as it would be for _you_ to be run over by a waggon and four horses!

Have you got a little pet puppy at _your_ home? If you have, I hope you’re always kind to it, and give it nice things to eat.