Once upon a time, a cat met a mouse. Cats have repeatedly said how much they love mice and want to be friends with them. The mouse finally agreed to live in the same room with it. "We should prepare food for winter; Otherwise, we will starve to death. " The cat said, "dear mouse, don't run around, I'm afraid you will fall into the mouse trap." At the suggestion of the cat, they bought a can of lard. But they don't know where to put the jar. The cat thought for a long time and said, "there is no better place to hide lard than the church;" No one dares to get anything there. Hide the jar under the altar and don't touch it until we need it. "

The jar was finally hidden in a safe place. But before long, the cat wanted to eat lard. It said to the mouse, "dear mouse, I want to tell you something." My cousin gave birth to a baby son and asked me to be michel platini. The little male cat is covered with white fur with brown spots. I have to be baptized with it. I will go today, and you will look after the house alone. "

"Okay, okay." The mouse replied, "Go ahead. God bless you! Don't forget me if you eat something good; I quite like to drink a little red liqueur for pregnant women. " But all this is fake. The cat has no cousin, and no one asked it to be michel platini. It went straight to the church. It sneaked into the pot of lard and began to lick the oil. It licked the skin off the oil, then walked on the roof of the city for a while, and then found a place to lie comfortably in the sun. He licks his beard at the thought of the pot of lard. It didn't go home until evening. "Oh, you're back." The mouse said, "You must live a happy life."

"Very good." The cat replied.

"What's the name of the child?" Asked the mouse.

"This is called' peeling'." The cat answered coldly.

"'peeling'?" Cried the mouse, "This is a strange and rare name." Do you often use this name? "

"What's so strange about this?" The cat said, "It's not as bad as your bread crumb thief in michel platini."

Before long, the cat's mouth became greedy again. It said to the mouse, "you must help me to look after the house alone again;" Someone made me michel platini again. Because the child has a white circle around his neck, I can't refuse. The kind mouse agreed. The cat quietly walked to the church from behind the city wall and ate half of the lard in the jar. It says, "Nothing tastes better than eating alone." It went home contentedly. When he got home, the mouse asked, "What's the child's name? "

"It's called' halfway'." The cat replied.

"'half gone'? What are you talking about? I have never heard such a name in my life. I bet there is no such name in the almanac. "

Soon, the cat drooled over the delicious lard again. It said to the mouse, "Good things turn into three, and I will become michel platini again. The child's whole body is black, only his claws are white, and besides, there is no white hair all over his body. This happens only once every few years. Do you want me to go? "

"'to skin,! I'm halfway there! The mouse said, "they are all very strange names, which really puzzles me." "

"Why, sitting at home in a dark gray fur coat and long braids all day will naturally make you feel depressed, because you don't go out during the day!"

After the cat left, the mouse cleaned the house and made it neat. The greedy cat ate up a can of lard. He said to himself, "If you eat them all, you will feel at ease." He didn't eat until evening and went home bulging. The mouse immediately asked the name of the thirtieth child. "You may like it next time." The cat said, "this is called' sweeping light'."

"'Sweep the light'?" "This is a hard name to understand," cried the mouse. I haven't seen it in books. " Sweep the light', what does this ruler mean? "It shook his head, curled up and lay down to sleep.

Since then, no one has asked cats to be michel platini! . Winter has come and there is nothing to eat outside. The mice remembered what they had stored and said, "Come on, cat, let's eat the stored can of oil.". It must be delicious. "