Once upon a time there lived a cat and a cockerel. We lived well, together. The cat went hunting, and the cockerel cooked dinner, swept the hut, and sang songs.
One day the cat went hunting, and the cockerel locked the door behind him and began to cook dinner.
The fox was running, saw the hut and went to the window:
- Hey, who's the boss here?
“I am,” says the cockerel.
- Let me into the hut.
- For what?
“I’ll sit for a while and rest from the road.” The cockerel was kind and let the fox go. And the fox - scratchy - grabbed him and carried him home. The cockerel came to his senses and shouted to the whole forest:
Brother cat! The fox carries me Beyond the dark forests, Over the high mountains, Into deep holes, Through the forests, through the bushes - Oh, it’s scary there!
The cat heard this, came running, took the cockerel from the fox and brought him back to the hut.
“Well,” he says, “look, next time don’t let the fox in, now I’ll go further and may not hear you.”
“Okay,” says the cockerel, “I won’t let you in.” The cat went hunting again. And the fox is right there.
- Cockerel, little dove, smart little head, open it!
- What do you want?
- Borrow a light.
- For what?
- I’ll light the stove.
“I won’t open it, otherwise you’ll grab me.”
- No, I won’t grab it anymore. The cockerel believed the fox and unlocked the door. And she grabbed him and carried him.
The cockerel started calling the cat again:
Brother cat! The fox carries me Beyond the dark forests, Over the high mountains, Into deep holes, Through the forests, through the bushes - Oh, it’s scary there!
It’s good that the cat didn’t go far from home: he heard the cockerel, came running and took it away from the fox.
“Well,” he says to the cockerel, “if you open the door for the fox for the third time, then you will be in trouble: now I will go hunting even further.”
“No,” says the cockerel, “I won’t open the door to this villain again.”
- Look!
And the cat went into the farthest forests.
The fox came running:
- Cockerel, little dove, smart little head, give me some coal!
- No, now I won’t open the door for you! - Give it to the window.
“You can go through the window,” agreed the cockerel.
He opened the window, and the fox grabbed him and carried him away.
The cockerel screamed and shouted, but the cat never heard him: he had gone too far.
The fox brought the cockerel home and told her daughters to light the stove and cook soup from the cockerel. And she herself went to call the guests.
The cat returned from hunting, and lo and behold, there was no cockerel. “Maybe the fox grabbed him again?” the cat thought. “How can I get him out of trouble now?”
He made a loud violin and went to the fox.
He came, sat down at the gate and began to play, chanting:
Tili-tili, violin, A little fox was sitting here. And the fox has a New Yard and seven daughters to choose from. And the eighth cockerel is mine!
Did Lisitsyna’s daughters hear the music and speak? - How well someone plays! Let's run and listen, and we'll still have time to boil the cockerel.
They ran out into the yard and listened. Meanwhile the cockerel was not dozing; jumped out of the fox's house and ran home with the cat. So the fox was left with nothing.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru