Puss in Boots

Once upon a time, a miller had three sons. When he died, he left the eldest son a mill, and the second a donkey. The third son got a cat. The third son mused sadly, “My brothers have a mill and a don - key. If they work togerher, they can earn a living. But what am I to do, with nothing but a cat?“ The cat overheard him. He was a serious cat, and wanted to be useful. “Don’t worry, master,“ he said. “Just get me a sack an pair of high boots. Things are better than you think.“ The third son scratched his ear doubtfully. Then he did as Puss asked. (Kitabin Içinden)