Mitty the Kitty opened her lazy green eyes and yawned. The sun was rising and it was going to be a beautiful day. She stood on her tip toes and stretched. Her black fur shimmered in the sunlight. She licked her white paws. She was proud of her special colors. It appeared that she was wearing mittens. Her children had named her Mittens but called her "Mitty" for short. Her white whiskers wiggled as she enjoyed the smells of morning.
Suddenly Bob and Betty Bumble Bee buzzed by. "Wake up Mitty!" said Bob.
"The flowers are blooming, the flowers are blooming," announced Betty. They both buzzed loudly around Mitty's ears. Mitty made friends with everyone. Some of her friends were very different from her but this only made them more interesting to Mitty.
"I see them," she answered. "Aren't they lovely?" Mitty loved the smell of flowers. They tickled her whiskers. Spring was her favorite time of year. The whole backyard was full of life renewing itself. She began walking around the house. Bob and Betty followed her, buzzing all the way. "Are the children out?" she asked.
"No, but I saw them through the window eating breakfast, breakfast," answered Betty.
Mitty found her favorite, shady spot near the door and lay down. "I think I'll just wait here for my breakfast," cooed Mitty.
"Well, we have work to do," said Bob.
"Busy, busy, busy. See you later Mitty," Betty shouted as they buzzed away. Mitty closed her eyes and began to purr. She loved her friends and family. And she had the best backyard in the whole world. Yes, she was a lucky Kitty.
Just then, the door flew open. A rambunctious six year old boy came thundering out. He patted Mitty on the head, then filled Mitty's bowl all the way to the top with food, spilling some on the floor. She meowed her thanks. Looking up at him she noticed that he was getting bigger and bigger every day.
Suddenly the smaller boy stumbled out. He was two years old. Mitty knew he loved her. He even meowed like her, although she was never just sure of what he was saying. He bent over and rubbed her ears as she ate. He even picked up the pieces of spilled food and put them into her bowl. He meowed and then bounced away. They were such special children.
As Mitty finished her breakfast, she heard, "Tweet, tweet. It's just not fair," Rita the Robin squeaked. Mitty smiled up at her as she flew overhead. Rita the Robin was one of Mitty's dearest friends. She lived in the old oak tree in Mitty's backyard. Most kitties and birds did not get along. But Mitty was a special kitty and she enjoyed her unusual friends. Mitty licked her paws. "I have to hunt for my breakfast," Rita continued. Mitty knew there were plenty of fat juicy worms around the house.
"I will help you hunt for worms," Mitty began. "It will be an adventure." So Mitty dashed around the grass and bushes. Rita tip toed around following Mitty. They were a funny sight. Then Mitty spotted a small puddle of water. "Over there," she shouted as she ran towards the water. Rita scooped down and snatched up a wiggly worm into her beak. Then she ate two more. "Do you feel better now?"
"Oh, yes! You sure do have an eye for worms," she thanked her friend. They both lay near the cool water and relaxed enjoying the quiet peacefulness of the day.
Suddenly a loud SSSHHHHH sound echoed through the sky. Mitty jumped to her feet. "What was that?" she shouted. Then the sound came again, SSSHHHHH.
"The clouds are falling," Rita proclaimed. SSSHHHHH it sounded again. "Help, help!" Rita flew around in circles not knowing where to hide. The SSSHHHHH sound grew louder. Rita flew down to Mitty and snuggled close to her friend. Mitty could feel the small robin trembling with fear. Mitty hugged her tightly, feeling her own heart racing. Just then Bob and Betty Bumble Bee buzzed over to them. SSSHHHHH rang through the clouds again.
"What is it? Bob questioned.
"I don't know," Mitty answered. She felt as though she may cry. The sound was so odd and unfamiliar. And it was growing louder, SSSHHHHH.
"Oh my, oh my, maybe it's a bad storm," Betty observed. All four friends gazed around the sky. Winds were blowing calmly and the sky was clear and blue.
"It doesn't look like stormy weather," Mitty pointed out. Rita still pressed against her. SSSHHHHH the sound echoed again. Then the sound of children shouting began. Bob and Betty took cover underneath a nearby bush. "Oh dear, what can it be?" Mitty and her friends exclaimed. Mitty put her paws over her eyes hoping the strange sound would drift away as quickly as it had come.
SSSHHHHH the sound was almost on top of them now. "Look Mitty, look!" shouted Rita.
"For goodness sakes," Bob buzzed.
"Great gigantic balls of fire, balls of fire!" Betty proclaimed.
Mitty peaked out from behind her paws. SSSHHHHH the noise was here, in her own backyard. She squinted her eyes and to her astonishment, saw a huge hot air balloon drifting over her house. It was spectacular. Laughing children came running after it. It had red, yellow, and blue stripes with a basket underneath. Two people were riding in it, waving and throwing candy to the children below. SSSHHHHH the funny sound was loud again, but not frightening anymore. It was almost a funny sound. Mitty looked at Rita. "It's wonderful, isn't it?"
"Oh yes," Rita said. "It's quite breathtaking." They continued to hug each other. Bob and Betty stared at the enormous balloon, then gave each other a quick buzz kiss.
"Thank heavens," Bob said with relief showing in his voice. "Got to go. Work to do, flowers to visit." Then they buzzed off happily.
Mitty and Rita enjoyed the spectacle. The balloon hovered over their backyard. All the children from the neighborhood were there. Mitty saw her older boy picking up candy as fast as he could. The smaller boy shouted, "Balloon, Balloon," and he pointed to the enormous sight. Slowly it made it's way over the trees and out of sight with a faint SSSHHHHH. The children disappeared into the house. And all was back to normal in the happy backyard.
Mitty and Rita relaxed and walked back over to the small puddle of water for a drink. "What a day," Mitty said. "I must admit I was a little scared." She was very thirsty and lapped up the water swiftly.
"Yes, I was too," said Rita. "It was an incredible sight. The children really loved it. I hope I get to see another one some day. But the next time I won't be scared. I learned a new sound today."
"Me too." Mitty cleaned her paws and the two friends found a quiet spot underneath the old oak tree. "We have food, water, fun, and adventure right here in our own backyard. We must be the two luckiest animals in the world." Mitty purred. They both closed their eyes and took a rest. It had been a long, exciting day and it was only noon. Who knew what challenging events the rest of the day held for the two friends? Yes, a good nap was definitely in order.
THE END
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In a very big forest there lived many animals and birds. One day the some of the birds were discussion about the way the animals live. The parrot said, “Look at me I do not eat any bird or animal I just like fruits and eat them all the time. I hate looking at these animals as they hunt other animals and eat them”. I feel that we the birds are the best in the forest as we do not eat other birds for our survival”.
Many birds agreed to this argument and narrated their own opinions:
The sparrow said: I eat the small insects that do harm to others that does not mean that I am like these animals who kill all other good animals.
The woodpecker said: See I protect trees by eating the white ants under their bark. If I do not do so many trees would have been eaten away by these white ants and other insects.
The weaver bird: You are aware that I am the best in the forest in making the nest. Show me any animal that can do like me. These animals are lazy and live like rocks in all seasons.
The humming bird said: I drink the nectar from the flowers and while doing so I do not harm the flowers. If help in pollination and make the forest look colourful with many flowers.
Thus many birds narrated their own stories and ways of living. Meanwhile they saw a herd of elephants passing under the trees. The parrot yelled at them: Hey big beasts do you know that birds are the best ones in the forest. You animals destroy forest, eat other animals and create bloodshed for your survival.
One of the elephants responded by saying : I do not know what you are talking but I can tell this to other animals as I am going to attend the meeting called by the Lion.
The Lion – the king of the forest – is sitting on a big rock surrounded by many animals. The meeting began with the topic “How shall we celebrate the onset of sprint”. Then the elephant intervened and said: we feel that we are the great in the forest. I heard a parrot saying that the birds are the best because they do not eat other birds for their own survival. Lets first solve this problem and by deciding who is the best in the forest, the birds are we the animals.
All the animals got irritated at the statement of the parrot shared by the elephant. The wolf said: Lets call the birds here and we all can kill them and eat them at once then there is no problem. Haa Haaa joined the other animals.
Cool down: said the Lion. If the birds feel that they are the best in the forest, we shall allow them to prove. They said that they do not eat other birds but it is false. They do eat other birds for their survival. You are aware that the eagles are always on the look out for chicks of hens and peahens. They eat mercilessly all the chicks. Birds are fools and incapable creatures. I pity them. Lets play with them for some time and prove our might. Dear fox, call all the birds at once here.
The fox approached the mangrove and yelled at the birds. You seem to be having a feeling that you are the best in the forest. Lets us prove who is best in the forest. All of you can come to our meeting place near the lake and prove yourselves.
Hearing this the birds felt challenged. All of them flew towards the meeting place.
In the meeting place the most heated arguments took place.
Seeing the heat generated, the Lion said. Meeting is adjourned to tomorrow in the morning and asked all the animals and birds to disburse.
In the evening the grand old man who often visits forest and help animals and birds by treating them came to the meeting place and asked some of the birds still sitting there: I heard a commotion in the afternoon what happened to you all. I heard the loud sounds of animals and birds too. Do you have any problem and can I be of any help to you?
The birds said: we had problem to solve between the birds and the animals. We shall prove who is best in the forest. We argue we are the best but they argue as cruelly as they can for their superiority. It is good that you have come. Why don’t you come for the meeting tomorrow and help us.
The grand old man said Ok, I shall come tomorrow.
The next day morning all the birds and the animals gathered at the meeting place. The grand old man took some time to arrive. His arrival was welcomed by the Lion who was once save by the grand old man. Dear grand old man I am glad that you are here, hear all our arguments and tell us who is the best in the forest.
Both the sides amply briefed the grand old man. The birds and the animals became silent and await the judgment of the grand old man.
The grand old man said: The argument of the birds that they do not eat other birds is both wrong and write. So in the arguments the birds and the animals both win and lose. That makes the problem nil. The birds and animals got confused at this. Seeing their faces particularly of the Lion’s the grand old man clarified it further:
Though the hens and pen hens come under the family of birds they live mostly on the ground and they do not fly for their survival they run for their survival so actually come under the family of animals. The chicks of the birds also do not fly they just run on the ground so they are also animals. Since Eagles eat these chicks it amounts to eating other birds for their survival like the animals do. Which means birds eat and do not eat other birds for their survival.
Most important thing is this: If the animals like Lion, tiger, cheetah, fox and wolf do not eat other animals like sheep, goat, etc the population of these grass eating animals increase making the forest dry and difficult for all to survive. Similarly the birds help in pollination and cross-pollination, propagation of trees and help add beauty to the forest. The forest becomes dull without any one of you. So neither the birds nor the animals are best in the forest, the forest itself is the best because it gives us food, shelter and protection from the human beings.
Hearing this the Lion said: what a brilliant man are you my dear grand old man. I agree with you that it is the forest that is the best. The birds do chirped the same opinion.
Then the squirrel said: this is the best time to celebrate the onset of spring. Lets dance….
All the animals danced and make merry…..
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A Wolf found great difficulty in getting at the sheep owing to the vigilance of the shepherd and his dogs. But one day it found the skin of a sheep that had been flayed and thrown aside, so it put it on over its own pelt and strolled down among the sheep.
The Lamb that belonged to the sheep whose skin the Wolf was wearing began to follow the Wolf in the Sheep's clothing. So, leading the Lamb a little apart, he soon made a meal off her - and for some time he succeeded in deceiving the sheep, and enjoying hearty meals.
Appearances are deceptive.
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