Mae Daf y gath wedi cael tabled.
Nawr, mae hi’n ofni ei bwyd.
– Pam nad wyt ti’n bwyta dy fwyd? gofynna Jeff ei chwaer.
– Dw i’n ofni y gallai’r staff fod wedi rhoi tabled yn y bwyd.
– Paid â bod yn dwpsen. Os oes angen arnat ti gymryd tabled, bydd y staff yn gwthio’r peth i lawr dy wddf.
– Dw i’n ofni fy mwyd.
– Iawn. Yna ga i fwyd dwbl.
Saesneg / English
Fear of food
Dave the cat has had a tablet.
Now, she is afraid of her food.
– Why don’t you eat your food? asks Jeff her sister.
– I’m afraid the staff could have put a tablet in the food.
– Don’t be an idiot. If you need to take a tablet, the staff will push it down your throat.
– I’m afraid of my food.
– OK. Then I’m getting double food.
