Mae Daf y gath yn crafu’n wyllt.
Bag o chwain yw hi. Mae Jeff yn cadw draw oddi wrthi hi.
– Paid â dod yn agosach, meddai Jeff. – Dw i ddim eisiau chwain.
Heb rybudd, mae Daf yn rhuthro’n fwriadol tuag ati hi, a rhwbio ei hun ar hyd ochrau Jeff cyn i Jeff allu gwneud unrhyw beth amdani.
– Pam wnest ti hynny? gofynna Jeff.
– Problem wedi’i haneru yw problem wedi’i rhannu, ateba Daf, yn sarcastig.
– Bydda i’n dy haneru, os wyt ti ddim yn ofalus, meddai Jeff, cyn dechrau crafu’n wyllt.
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Dave the cat is scratching wildly. She is a fleabag. Jeff is keeping away from her.
– Don’t come any closer, says Jeff. – I don’t want fleas.
Without warning, Dave deliberately rushes towards her, rubbing herself along Jeff’s sides before Jeff can do anything about it.
– Why did you do that? Jeff asks.
– A problem shared is a problem halved, Dave answers sarcastically.
– I’ll halve you, if you’re not careful, says Jeff, before starting to scratch wildly.
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