A Cloud and a Lamb

Once upon a time there lived a little Lamb. He was white and fluffy, just like a cloud. Lamb dreamed of walking on the clouds. He used to lay in the meadow among the flowers looking through the spikelets up to the sky. There were so many clouds.
"So white, light, soft, just like my pillow", thought Lamb. Sometimes the clouds would appear like big ships, sometimes like small rabbits, rhinoceroses, hippos, and sometimes even like crocodiles. One day,
little Lamb was laying in his favorite meadow, dozing off in the sun. Suddenly, someone began to tickle his nose. Lamb sneezed and woke up. He opened his eyes and saw Cloud before him. She laughed and tried to tickle the Lamb again. 
"Who are you?" Asked little Lamb in surprise. "I'm a Cloud! And who are you?"
"I'm a Lamb!" Answered little Lamb. 
Cloud sat on the grass next to Lamb. "We are so similar, let's be friends?" 
"With pleasure!" Said Lamb gladly. "Come with me, I'll take you for a ride," said Cloud. 
Lamb climbed on Cloud. "Oh, clouds are really like feather", thought Lamb. Cloud rose to the sky and they flew over the forest, the river and Lamb's house. 
"I have a great idea!" Cried little Lamb. "Let's go down near my house." 
Ten minutes later Lamb was flying again with Cloud. He had a large jar of sweets in his hand. He was throwing them down, and all the forest dwellers were catching sweets and waving their paws at Lamb and at Cloud. New friends arranged a candy rain. They skated all day, and got tired in the evening. It was time to go to bed. Lamb and Cloud decided they should meet every day to look for new amazing adventures together.

The End.


auth. Mariia Furdei