We all sat around the old man, mourning his death. His body was lain dawn on a bed of hay, later to be burnt. The three sons all looked gloomy, the third one crying. I had always felt a better sense of security with him than with the other two. I could have consoled him but all that came out was “meow”. He was no Dr. Doolittle or Eliza Thornberry so he could not understand me. Later that evening the three brothers started quarreling over the inheritance of his property. I had long before devoured the will of their father.
So it was decided that the eldest brother would take the farm as he had done the most work for his father. The second brother took the mill and the third took me! He had nothing else apart from me so he was staying with his eldest brother. This brother had a special attraction towards beef, and my master kept protecting the cows from being butchered. Because of this we were thrown off his farm. The same happened at the second brother’s house. We were homeless and had nowhere to go. My master sometimes had hungry pangs to eat me but a few slashes on the face got him thinking straight again.
One day my master met a poor man, not much richer than ourselves. His bones stuck out of his skin. We fed him and in reward he gave my master the ability to understand the speech of animals. That’s when I spoke up to him. I took his cloak, boots, sword and hat and went off to catch rabbits and partridges. I saw Bugs Bunny talking to Daffy Duck and SLASH!! I chopped their heads off.
I presented them as gifts to the King. He was delighted to receive all of this. When he asked who sent them I replied, “The Marquis of Carabis.” I realized we could become rich by marrying the king’s daughter. She never laughed. Why? I didn’t know. No one was willing to tell. I threatened a servant and she told me that an ogre had asked for her hand, not to eat, but to marry. The king refused so the ogre cast a spell on her that she would never laugh again. I went to my master, threw his clothes and belongings in the river and awaited the king. When he reached, I said that robbers had taken our clothes and belongings. They took my master to the castle and furnished him well. I ran off to the ogre’s castle. He stood 20 feet tall. He babbled and boasted about being a shape shifter so I asked him to show me. He transformed into a giant Pranav, and screamt jokes at me. The words came flying and I dodged them, they came crashing into the walls.
He transformed then into a lion and charged me around. I said he was only turning into huge things and I challenged him to become a mouse. When he did I ripped him apart and cleant my paws. When I returned I danced a funny dance for the princess, as the Santa-Banta jokes would not suffice, and out burst giggles.
My master married the princess.
So it was decided that the eldest brother would take the farm as he had done the most work for his father. The second brother took the mill and the third took me! He had nothing else apart from me so he was staying with his eldest brother. This brother had a special attraction towards beef, and my master kept protecting the cows from being butchered. Because of this we were thrown off his farm. The same happened at the second brother’s house. We were homeless and had nowhere to go. My master sometimes had hungry pangs to eat me but a few slashes on the face got him thinking straight again.
One day my master met a poor man, not much richer than ourselves. His bones stuck out of his skin. We fed him and in reward he gave my master the ability to understand the speech of animals. That’s when I spoke up to him. I took his cloak, boots, sword and hat and went off to catch rabbits and partridges. I saw Bugs Bunny talking to Daffy Duck and SLASH!! I chopped their heads off.
I presented them as gifts to the King. He was delighted to receive all of this. When he asked who sent them I replied, “The Marquis of Carabis.” I realized we could become rich by marrying the king’s daughter. She never laughed. Why? I didn’t know. No one was willing to tell. I threatened a servant and she told me that an ogre had asked for her hand, not to eat, but to marry. The king refused so the ogre cast a spell on her that she would never laugh again. I went to my master, threw his clothes and belongings in the river and awaited the king. When he reached, I said that robbers had taken our clothes and belongings. They took my master to the castle and furnished him well. I ran off to the ogre’s castle. He stood 20 feet tall. He babbled and boasted about being a shape shifter so I asked him to show me. He transformed into a giant Pranav, and screamt jokes at me. The words came flying and I dodged them, they came crashing into the walls.
He transformed then into a lion and charged me around. I said he was only turning into huge things and I challenged him to become a mouse. When he did I ripped him apart and cleant my paws. When I returned I danced a funny dance for the princess, as the Santa-Banta jokes would not suffice, and out burst giggles.
My master married the princess.
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