In one big house there lived a cat, and there were a lot of mice in the house. The cat caught mice, ate them and lived freely. A lot of time passed, the cat grew old, and it became difficult for him to catch mice. He thought and thought about what to do, and finally came up with an idea. He called the mice and said:
“Mice, mice, that’s why I called you.” I confess that I lived poorly and offended you. I'm ashamed, I want to change. I won't touch you. Run freely, and don’t be afraid of me. I demand one thing from you: every day, walk past me twice, one after the other, and bow to me, and I will not touch you.
The mice were glad that the cat would not touch them, and happily agreed. The cat sat down in the corner, and the mice began to pass by him one after another: they passed and bowed to him. And the cat sits quietly.
So the last mouse stood in front of him and bowed, and he - Tsap! - grabbed it and ate it.
But the other mice went ahead and didn’t notice anything. They walked like this every day, twice. The cat calmly ate two mice and was pleased with his cunning.
But among the mice there were two friends - Ambe and Rambe. And then Ambe and Rambe noticed that there were fewer and fewer mice. They began to think and decided that every time the mice pass in front of the cat, Rambe will go first, and Ambe will go last.
Rambe passed by, bowed low to the cat, and then called loudly:
- Brother Ambe, where are you?
Ambe answers from the end:
- Here I am, brother Rambe.
And so they all called to each other until all the mice passed by.
The cat got angry, but did not dare to touch Ambe while Rambe was calling him. He got angry and angry and went to bed hungry.
The next day the same thing happens again: Rambe calls, and Ambe answers him. Again the cat was afraid to touch Ambe and again went to bed hungry.
On the third day, mice pass by the cat. Calls Rambe:
- Brother Ambe, brother Ambe, where are you?
- Here I am, brother Rambe, here I am! - Ambe answers, and he looks around to see if the cat will jump.
The cat got angry and attacked Ambe. And there was no trace of him, and the mice all ran away: they saw that the cat was a deceiver and that he was causing them trouble.
They hid in holes and did not come out to the deceiving cat.
But the cat cannot catch a single mouse. I lost weight and lost weight and disappeared.
And the cat is over, and the fairy tale is over.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru