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søndag, juni 03, 2007

the paradise of the grassman

This is so near paradise as it's possible - for the grassman...

It's summer. Butterflies fly around and disappear up in the sky. Dandelions show their star-seeds, before they're throwing them away to make new dandelions. At last, but not least, there are lots of green grass - foxtails, poas and other types of grasses. Nature is growing.


It's not a paradise for Felix, the cat. He wants to eat the bluebird. Luckily he can't catch her - else it would not had been a paradise for the bluebird. But what about Felix, must he be hungry? Not at all - he can get some cat-food, bought by the grassman's girlfriend. Any other suggestions?

torsdag, marts 08, 2007

no hiding place




The Felix-cat and the Phoenix-bird cannot hide their eyes in the dark. Everyone can see them, both the scaring animals and the ghosts. Indeed, Felix is very happy about the Phoenix-bird has arrived. He doesn't think, the Phoenix-bird is as scared as he is. It's good to have great friends.


mandag, marts 05, 2007

hide

In many years the cat Felix was the only one, who couldn't play "hiding in the dark" with The Grass-man and his friends. But now they were two, and he was very glad about that. One more thing, he was glad about: that the fire in the Phoenix-birds feet was out.

tirsdag, januar 02, 2007

phoenix


One day the cat walked in the field, looking for mice. Suddenly there was a large bird ahead him. "Hi, my name is Felix, and I'm a cat," he said. "My name is Phoenix, and I'm a Phoenix-bird," the bird said. "Ok, then I'm a Felix-cat," he smiled.

"Don't it hurt, the fire in your feet?" Felix asked. "Not at all, I'm born in fire," she said. Felix wondered: "Did you came out of the egg in fire?" The Phoenix-bird said: "I did not come out of an egg. When the previous Phoenix-bird was 500 years, she burned out in a fire and then I grew up of it."


"Very weird," Felix thought, "no-one will believe me, if I tell, that I've met at bird with burning feet, whose mother was 500 years and burned to death when this Phoenix-bird here came out of another thing than an egg!" Then he laughed: "Ah - she's making fun because it's new-year!"


He said "Happy Newyear to you too," and walked across the field to visit the grass-man and his friends. He only wondered why the fire didn't hurt the Phoenix-bird.