Cat and mouse in company - good night stories

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A cat had become acquainted with a mouse and had predicted so much of the great love and friendship it would bring to her that the mouse at last agreed to live in a house with her and to run a community business. "But we have to take precautions for winter, otherwise we’ll suffer from hunger," said the cat. "You, little mouse, can’t venture anywhere and end up falling into a trap for me." So the good advice was followed and a potty with fat was bought. But they didn’t know where to put it. Finally, after much thought, the cat said: “I don’t know a place where it would be better off than the church; nobody dares to take anything away. We put it under the altar and don’t touch it until we need it. ”So the potty was brought to safety. But it wasn’t long before the cat wore it and said to the mouse: “What I wanted to tell you, mouse, I am asked from my base to the godfather. She gave birth to a son, white with brown spots, I should keep that about baptism. Let me go out today and get the house alone! "-" Yes, yes, "replied the mouse," go in God’s name! If you eat something good, think of me! I also like to drink a drop of the sweet red festival wine! ”But it wasn’t all true. The cat had no base and was not asked to go to the godfather. She went straight to the church, crept to the fat puddle and licked the oily skin. Then she went for a walk on the rooftops of the city, stretched out in the sun, and wiped her beard whenever she thought of the little fat. She didn’t come home until it was evening. "Well, there you are again!" Said the mouse. "You certainly had a fun day." – "It started," answered the cat. "What did the child get a name for?" Asked the mouse. "Down there," the cat said dryly. "Down there," cried the mouse, "that’s a strange name! Is it common in your family? ”-“ What’s next! ”Said the cat. "He’s no worse than a crumb thief, as your godparents are called."

Not long after, the cat felt a craving again. She said to the mouse: “You have to do me the favor and do the housekeeping again by yourself; I’ve been asked to go to the godfather for the second time, and since the child has a white ring around her neck, I can’t refuse it. ” quality Mouse agreed, but the cat sneaked behind the city wall to the church and half ate the fat pot. "Nothing tastes better," she said, "than what you eat yourself," and was completely satisfied with her day’s work. When she came home, the mouse asked: "How was this child baptized?" – "Halfway," replied the cat. "Half-Gone! What you say! I have never heard the name of my life. I bet it’s not on the calendar. "

The cat’s mouth watered soon after the treat. "All good things come in threes," she said to the mouse. "I’m supposed to be godfather again. The child is completely black and has only white paws, otherwise no white hair all over. This only happens once every few years. You let me go out after all? "-" Hautab, Halbaus, "replied the mouse," there are strange names that make me think. "-" There you sit at home in your dark gray flannel skirt and your long hair braid, "said the cat, “And start grilling. That’s what happens when you don’t go out during the day! ”The mouse cleaned up during the cat’s absence and put the house in order; the sweet-toothed cat, however, ate out the fat pig. "When everything is exhausted, you have peace and quiet," she said to herself and only came home full and fat at night. The mouse asked immediately after this Name that the third child was given. "You won’t like him either," said the cat; "His name is all out." – "All out!" Cried the mouse. "That is the most questionable name, it has never appeared to me in print. All-Gone! What is that supposed to mean? ”She shook her head, curled up and went to bed.

From now on, nobody wanted to ask the cat to be the godfather. But when winter came and there was nothing to be found outside, the mouse thought of her stock and said: "Come on, cat, we want to go to our fat pot that we have saved! It will taste good. ”-“ Yes, ”replied the cat,“ you will taste it as if you stick your fine tongue out the window. ”They set off, and when they got there the fat pot was still standing its place but was empty. "Oh," said the mouse, "now I can see what has happened! now it’s coming. You are a true friend to me! You devoured everything while you claimed to be godfather: first skin off, then half out, then … ”-“ Do you want to be silent! ”Cried the cat. "One more word and I’ll eat you up!"

"All the way," the poor mouse already had on his tongue. No sooner was it out than the cat jumped after her, grabbed her and gulped her down. You see, that’s how it works in the world.

Cat and mouse in company – good night stories

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