Gan ei fod yn fachden da, roedd Draig y ci’n gwylio Daf y gath, wrth iddo gychwyn ei fenter newydd, yn swalpio ei gynffon. Roedd Daf wedi gwneud blif o weddillion sied Dewi Sant, ac roedd e’n esbonio sut byddai fe’n gweithio i Jeff. Nid oedd argraff mor dda arni.
– Menter newydd yw hwn, meddai Daf. – Dw i’n datblygu fy musnes dosbarthiadau.
– Beth yw e? gofynnodd Jeff, heb ddidordeb.
– Wel, we fi isie’i alw fe’n trebuchet, ond so fe yn fy ngeiriadur.
– Blif, ‘te?
– Ie, blif yw e.
– Be ti mynd i neud ag e? gofynnodd Jeff.
– Neith e achub lot o amser. Drycha. Galli di ddosbarthu unrhyw beth i bedwar ban y byd.
Cododd Jeff ael.
– Wel, o fewn pum can metr, o leia. Gwylia hwn.
Cododd ei bawen ar Draig y ci.
– O Daf, paid, meddai Jeff.
– Dere fan hyn, gwboi!
– Bachgen da dw i. Draig dw i.
– Ie, fi’n gwbod. Dere!
Llwythodd Daf Draig i fewn i’r basged, tynnu’r rhaff, a gadael i’r peiriant gwneud ei stwff. Caeth Draig ei daflu i fyny i’r awyr yn sydyn, cyn iddo ddechrau gwneud symudiadau od. Arhosodd lan yn yr awyr, yn hedfan o gwmpas yn hapus.
– Dyna annisgwyl, meddai Daf.
– Dyna hyblygrwydd, meddai Jeff.
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As he was a good boy, Dragon the dog was watching Dave the cat, as he began his new venture, wagging his tail. Dave had made a catapult out of the remains of Saint David’s shed, and he was explaining how it worked to Jeff. She wasn’t particularly impressed.
– This is a new venture, said Dave. – I’m developing my delivery business.
– What is it? asked Jeff, without interest.
– Well I wanted to call it a trebuchet, but it’s not in my dictionary.
– Catapult, then?
– Yeah, it’s a catapult.
– What you going to do with it? asked Jeff.
– It’ll save a lot of time. Look. You can deliver anything all over the world.
Jeff raised an eyebrow.
– Well, within five hundred metres, at least. Watch this.
He waved his paw at Dragon the dog.
– O Dave, don’t, said Jeff.
– Come here, good boy!
– I’m a good boy. I’m Dragon.
– Yes, I know. Come!
Dave loaded Dragon into the basket, pulled the rope, and let the machine do its stuff. Dragon was suddenly thrown into the air, before starting to make odd movements. He stayed up in the air, flying around happily.
– That’s unexpected, said Dave.
– That’s flexibility, said Jeff.
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