It is told that one day the mother was cooking in the kitchen and calling her children to eat, but suddenly she heard knocking on the door. The mother stood up and called for the person at the door, then placed the food on the table and went to open the door.

But the hungry child who was called jumped up and came out of the opening and ran to the old cat in the alley who had missed her scent a lot, so she went staggering toward the opening door, looking right and left but didn’t find anyone.

The cat stood on the opening and entered the kitchen, and the cat killed the mice in front of the door and started eating its food with the vessel without caring about the vessel.

The cat was very hungry, so she attacked the vessel and gnawed on the table a little, a little, so the vessel collapsed and spilled all the food on the table and the ground. The cat escaped from the sound of the raised structure and fled quickly to hide the three vessels, and she looked a little and took traces, but the mother was still staggering outside, but the hunter didn’t hear any sound, and now the hungry child has fallen on the ground, so the cat can’t move and escaped quickly from the three vessels, and she started eating the hungry child on the ground with suspicion, and she didn’t care about her feet that kicked with the child.

After the cat finished eating the hungry child on the ground, she stood on the table and started eating the hungry child on it until it became full and slept completely. So she headed toward the farm and came to the alley another time.

The mother learned what she was doing and went to the kitchen and found traces of the hungry child everywhere. So the mother called out to her children who had gathered again from the mess existing in the kitchen, and they all shouted, “Who ate the food, look!”

The mother asked them to search for who did that by themselves, and the traces of the cat’s paws were visible on the ground, and on the table, and on the opening door, and on the doors of the alley, and in the dishes of the fruit. The children learned that the cat was the one who ate the food from the door, and she said to her mother from all the generosity, “O mother, why do you leave the cat traces of its paws in every place, and now we know who ate the food from the door.”

The mother asked her children to help her clean the traces of the child, but she had already swept the vessel and filled it with the food again and placed it on the fire, and she locked the opening. And the children scattered searching for the cat with traces in every alley, and the cat was still waiting, and in the night she saw the moon and became happy that her children will come soon. And she waited a lot of time for her children. Then she heard a voice, and she woke up to find the traces of the children she had called to her, and she didn’t care for them.

And the mother told her children to search for the one who did that to themselves, and they found that the traces of the cat’s paws were widespread on the ground and on the doors, so they knew the one who made that was the cat, and all the mess was the cat’s fault, not the hunter’s fault. And she gave them a little from the gifts that were there and said to them the moral of the story was: The mother, who cleaned the food that fell on the ground and didn’t care for the traces of the cat’s paws, when her children grew up and became wise, they would think about the traces of the mother who raised them.