- Umm… - the cat purred, opened her eyes and looked sweetly at the
kitten.
- Mommy-cat, who is Truth?
- Why? – cat surprised, seating herself next to the kitten.
- My friend Vania says, that Truth knows who broke the vase. And if
someone finds it his mother won’t be sad because of the vase.
- Oh, I see!.. – Cat purred thoughtfully, grooming herself. – Truth is big
and scary! – She said. – People are afraid to look for Truth, but there is no use in
it for animals, we already know straight goods.
The kitten nodded, but understood nothing. That’s why he asked:
-
But my friend is a human. So, he needs Truth indeed. Where can I
find it? – the kitten grew sad, curling into a ball at mother-cat’s paws.
- Then asked others, just in case somebody saw her or knows where to
look. The kitten leapt to his paws at once, ready to go and look for Truth, so he
can help his friend.
- But don’t go far away and come back before nightfall! – Mother-cat
shouted at his direction. Kitten promised to come back by daylight and
scampered away to a pond.
The sun was warming his back, the wind was tickling his whiskers and hair
and his paws were pacing bravely along the path. This little kitten really wanted to
help his friend and strongly believed that this is what exactly true friends should
do. And one more thing – he wanted to have a look at Truth badly.
«Maybe, - the kitten was wondering on his way to the water, - she’s very
