Katy Kangaroo was very sad because she had no pocket in which to carry her son, Freddy. While all the other kangaroo children rode around in their mothers' pockets, poor Freddy had to walk! Freddy was very sad about this, too, but one day he had an idea. Why not find out how the rest of the animals in the forest carried their babies? So Katy and Freddy went to all their friends to find a good way of carrying Freddy, but alas, not even the crocodiles did it, or the monkeys did it, or the lions or the birds did it, would help Katy and Freddy Kangaroo. In despair, they finally asked the wise, old owl, who told them to go to the City. To the City they went, and how they found—not one pocket—but dozens of them makes an exciting and comfortable end to the story. 

From the dust jacket