De Meurth, nownjegves mis Whevrel
Tuesday, 19th February
Termyn me veu mos (mowes) yonk thera gorgath du dhebm. Hanter ehen an Est o ev, pur danow hag askornek ha codnyk lowr. Napoleon henwys o ev. En gwettha pres, da o ganjo helghy fesonts. Udn jorna ev eth dhe gol. A wrug an gwithyas gam y senjy? En gwella pres, nag eus whans dhe'n cathes diek vy e'n eur-ma helghy traveth. (Ha nag eus fesont veth en ogas!) Gwell ew ganjans gwary gik po cosca.
When I was a young girl I had a black tomcat. He was half Siamese (an Oriental breed), very skinny and bony and quite clever. He was called Napoleon. Unfortunately, he liked to hunt pheasants. One day he disappeared. Did the gamekeeper catch him? Fortunately, my lazy cats nowadays don't want to catch anything. (And there aren't any pheasants nearby!) They prefer to play hide-and-seek or sleep.
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