Mae Jeff y gath wedi dychwelyd o’r filfeddygfa. Mae’r staff yn dweud ei bod hi wedi cael “bach o hoe”. Ond nid hoe oedd e. Cynddeiriog yw hi.
Mae hi’n ymguddio y tu ôl i’r soffa.
– Dw i ddim yn hoffi’r blydi coler ‘ma, meddai Jeff wrth Daf ei chwaer, yn ceisio tynnu’r coler i ffwrdd.
– Pam lai? meddai Daf.
– Mae e’n gwneud i fi grafu. Ac mae’r gloch mor swnllyd.
– Allet ti wisgo het neis yn ei le, meddai Daf.
– Syniad da, meddai Jeff.
Saesneg / English
Collar
Jeff the cat has returned from the vet. The staff say she has had a “little rest”. But it wasn’t a rest. She is furious.
She hides behind the sofa.
– I don’t like this bloody collar, Jeff says to her sister Dave, trying to take the collar off.
Why not? says Dave.
– It makes me scratch. And the bell is so noisy.
– You could wear a nice hat instead, says Dave.
– Good idea, says Jeff.
