Sheep Don't Eat Cats
I am the cat with the long tail. The story began when a sheep and his family came to live in the house at the end of the street. I couldn’t imagine that sheep could scare my father, brother, and mother to this degree. I don’t know what a sheep is. I only know that when he speaks, he says baa. Suddenly, my father closed the door of the house and forbade us from going out because the sheep might harm us. My father was talking with my mother and brother about the sheep issue for long periods, and I was sitting alone feeling bored. It became forbidden for me to speak, and it also became forbidden for me to play with the wool ball that I love. As for the toy my mother made for me in the shape of a mouse, my father wouldn’t let me play with it, so that I wouldn’t make a sound that would make the sheep notice my existence. ...