October 31, 2024

Mae’r llu o fam-guod wedi ymgasglu yn y lolfa. Maen nhw am chwarae bingo. Maen nhw wedi llogi peiriant bingo, ynghyd ag enwebu galwraig a phopeth.

Ond mae Daf y gath am gael cyntun bach yn y lolfa.

– Bydd rhaid i ti gyfaddawdu, meddai Santes Dwynwen wrth Daf. – Pwy a ŵyr be fydde’r mam-guod yn neud ‘set ti’n eu rhwystro nhw rhag chwarae eu bingo. Mae’r risg yn ormod.

– Sa i isie cyfaddawdu, meddai Daf. – Dwisie cysgu. ‘Sen nhw’n chwarae bingo, bydde lot o floeddio. A fi ddath i’r lolfa gynta. Fi ddim am symud.

– Mae mathau eraill o gyfaddawdau, meddai Santes Dwynwen. – Allen i dy gario di mas i’r heulwen yn yr ardd, ac felly fyddai ddim angen arnat ti symud.

– Dyna’r math o gyfaddawd fi’n lico, meddai Daf.

– Mawredd yr adar, ti’n drwm, meddai Santes Dwynwen.

“Maen nhw wedi llogi peiriant bingo.”

Saesneg / English

Compromising

The host of grandmas have gathered in the lounge. They want to play bingo. They have hired a bingo machine, along with appointing a caller and everything.

But Dave the cat wants to have a little snooze in the lounge.

– You will have to compromise, says Saint Dwynwen to Dave. – Who knows what the grandmas would do if you stopped them from playing their bingo. The risk is too great.

– I don’t want to compromise, says Dave. – I want to sleep. If they were to play bingo, there would be a lot of shouting. And I came to the lounge first. I don’t want to move.

– There are other types of compromises, says Santes Dwynwen. – I could carry you out into the sunshine in the garden, and so you wouldn’t need to move.

– That’s the kind of compromise I like, says Daf.

– Bloody hell, you’re heavy, says Saint Dwynwen.

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