A new morning dawned, cold winds blew. It is autumn. The cat Mishmish put on warm clothes and went out to the garden. He noticed that tree leaves were falling quickly onto the ground. He went searching for the rabbit Arnub. Did he find him in his home?
The cat Mishmish and the rabbit Arnub: Mishmish the cat knocked on the door of the rabbit Arnub’s home. He answered him from inside: Who is there? Mishmish the cat said to him: I am the cat Mishmish. The rabbit Arnub came out to him and said: Welcome, Qatqat. What do you have? Mishmish said: Nothing new. Do you want to stroll with me in the garden? Arnub said to him: No problem, wait a few minutes and I will be with you.
Sunny: The sun suddenly appeared from behind the clouds. The cat Mishmish and the rabbit Arnub felt warmth. Meanwhile, Mishmish saw flocks of migrating birds flying and rising in the sky. He said to Arnub: Look, look, Arnub, these are the migrating birds. Arnub said: And where are they migrating? Mishmish said: They are migrating to warm places. Winter will come soon, the air will become cold, and with the snow, they won’t be able to find food for themselves. He said to her: I love playing in the snow very much. I have filled my house with carrots in preparation for the winter season.
All animals working to prepare for the winter season: Mishmish said to him: This is good. Many animals prepare for the winter season. The squirrel gathers nuts, the hedgehog gathers apples for his young, and the turtle will spend the winter sleeping underground. Arnub said to him: And birds migrate searching for warm places.
The small bird leaving the flock: At that moment, a bird stood before them. Arnub said: Look, Mishmish, this is a small bird. He must be lost. Mishmash asked him: Welcome, little bird. Are you lost? The bird answered him: No, no, why do you say that? Arnub said to him: Because there is no bird other than you here. Do you want to leave to a warmer place in winter? The bird answered him: Tweet tweet. No, I don’t want to leave. The place is far for leaving, and it suits me completely.
The winter season: Mishmish said to him: Are you aware that the winter season is coming soon? The bird said: Tweet tweet, yes, I know that completely. Arnub said: Snow will fall, and you won’t be able to find food, and the ground will be covered with snow, and the trees will lose their leaves.
The bird thought, saying: No leaves and no food, and I will feel hunger! Mishmash the cat said to him: Yes, you will feel hunger and thirst, for the cold will turn water into ice. The ice is very hard; you won’t be able to break it or penetrate it with your small beak.
The small bird said: The situation will be bad! Arnub answered him: Bad and very cold. Where will you sleep? Snow will cover you and bury your house. At night, the cold will intensify; you will shiver and freeze. They asked the bird: Will all this happen in winter? Mishmash said to him: Yes, all this happens in the winter season.
The small bird catching up with the migrating flock: The small bird said: Fine. I no longer want to stay here. I will catch up with the other birds to search for a warm place. Until meeting, I will see you in the coming spring season. Mishmish and Arnub answered him: Until meeting in the spring season. The bird flew away. Arnub said to Mishmish: I am happy that the bird caught up with his friends. Mishmish answered: And I as well.