Cats keep company with mice

Once upon a time, a cat met a mouse. The cat told the mouse how much he liked it and how he wanted to make friends with it. After some sweet talk, the mouse finally agreed to keep company with the cat and live together. "It's time to make some preparations for the winter, or we'll have to starve." The cat said to the mouse, "I said you, dear mouse, don't rush around. I'm really worried that you will eventually be caught. That's too bad."

The mouse accepted this kind advice and went to buy a can of lard. They thought about it for a while and couldn't figure out where to hide the lard. Finally, the cat figured out a way: "I see, where to hide the lard is not as safe as the church. No one dares to steal from the church, right?" Let's hide the lard under the altar, and we won't touch it unless we have to. " So they hid lard in this safest place. But not long after, the cat couldn't stop the greedy insect and wanted to eat lard. She said to the mouse, "Listen, dear, my cousin gave birth to a son with snow-white fur and flowers." She asked me to be the godfather of the child, and I'm going to be baptized with it. Let me go, you stay alone and look after the house. "

"ok, you go," replied the mouse. "you can go if you want. If there is anything delicious, you must bring me some. The red wine that the mother drinks is sweet and delicious. Don't forget to save some for me. "

In fact, what the cat said is all false. What cousin does it have? Who asked him to be godfather? There is nothing.

Let's talk about the cat coming straight to the church, sneaking to the oil tank, sticking out its tongue and licking the lard until it was completely covered with a hard skin. Then it ran to the roofs of people in the city for a walk, and took the opportunity to lie down on all fours and bask in the sun. Whenever I think of that can of lard, I can't help wiping my beard. It didn't go home until evening. "Hey, you're back after all," said the mouse. "Did you have a good day?"