Findus Goes Fishing

"I’m in a bad mood and I want to be left alone," says Pettson. Findus the cat stares at him. He’s never seen the old farmer so grumpy. I must cheer him up, he thinks. Somehow. "Can’t we go fishing?" he says. "Then you’ll feel better." But Pettson doesn’t want to go fishing. It’s cold and wet, and he must dig over the potato patch and chop wood. But Findus knows how to make Pettson smile. Maybe he can get him to play instead of toiling in the soil. After all, Findus is a very unusual cat...