Fe gerfiai Jeff y gath ei phwmpen i Galan Gaeaf gyda’i ewinedd pan ddaeth Daf draw i weld beth oedd yn digwydd.
– Be ti neud? gofynnodd Daf iddi.
– Cerfio neges. Neges bwysig iawn, atebodd Jeff.
Smerodd Daf rownd i ochr arall y pwmpen, heb frys. Roedd Jeff wedi cerfio’r gair “COFIWCH” yn barod, ac yr oedd ar fin cwblhau llythren “Y”.
– O na, Jeff, ti ddim? meddai Daf, mewn anobaith. – Beth yw’r gair nesa?
– Pwmpen, atebodd Jeff, yn falch ohoni ei hun.
Oediodd Daf am eiliad.
– Beth yw’r pwynt o gerfio “Cofiwch y Bwmpen” ar bwmpen?
– Wel, atebodd Jeff, ti ddim yn mynd i anghofio’r hwn, wyt?
Crynodd Keith y gwrden yn dawel mewn cornel.
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Jeff the cat was carving her pumpkin for Hallowe’en with her claws when Dave came over to see what was happening.
– What you doing? Dave asked her.
– Carving a message. A very important message, answered Jeff.
Dave sauntered round to the other side of the pumpkin, in no rush. Jeff had already carved the word “COFIWCH”, and was about to finish the letter “Y”.
– Oh no, Jeff, you’re not? said Daf, in despair. – What’s the next word?
– Pwmpen, answered Jeff, pleased with herself.
Dave paused for a second.
– What’s the point in carving “Remember the Pumkpin” on a pumpkin?
– Well, answered Jeff, – You’re not going to forget this one, are you?
Keith the gourd trembled quietly in a corner.
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