Wedi cwblhau ei olchiadau, aeth Daf y gath am dro o gwmpas y ddraig, a oedd nawr yn cysgu’n sownd. Golchiadwr araf iawn oedd Daf. Wel, roedd rhaid iddo fe gadw ei draed e’n daclus, ac roedd hi’n bleser pur iddo fe gnoi ei grafangau ef.
Sylweddolodd bod ‘na cylch mawr o lawnt wedi’i losgi, a bod y ddraig ar ben ei hoff blanhigyn catnip. O, na. Pam wnest ti benderfynu glanio fan hyn? meddyliodd. Pwy wyt ti go iawn?
– Draig dw i, mwmiodd y ddraig yn gysglyd, fel roedd e wedi clywed meddyliau Daf.
– Ydych. Fel galla i weld. A mwy na hynny, y’n ni wedi mynd trwy’r holl beth ‘ma ‘n barod.
– Sut dych chi?
– Wel, heblaw am y ffaith dy fod ti wedi gwasgu fy hoff blanhigyn catnip, dw i ddim yn ddrwg. Dw i ddim yn ddraig chwaith.
– Gwych, meddai’r ddraig, cyn cwympo’n ôl i gysgu.
Bydd rhaid i rywbeth arall ddigwydd yn fuan, meddyliodd Daf, neu fydd y pennod nesaf yn un ddiflas.
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Saesneg / English
After finishing his ablutions, Dave the cat went for a walk around the dragon, who was now sleeping soundly. Dave was a very slow washer. Well, he had to keep his feet tidy, and it was a pure pleasure for him to nibble his claws.
He realised that there was a big circle of burnt lawn, and the the dragon was on top of his favourite catnip plant. O, no. Why did you decide to land here? he thought. Who are you really?
– I’m a dragon, murmured the dragon sleepily, as if he had heard Dave’s thoughts.
– Yes. So I can see. And more than that, we’ve been through this whole thing already.
– How are you?
– Well, apart from the fact that you’ve squashed my favourite catnip plant, I’m not bad. I’m not a dragon either.
– Great, said the dragon, before going back to sleep.
Something else will have to happen soon, thought Dave, or the next chapter will be boring.
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