Look up! I’m the cat. I will tell you the story of the Bremen Town Musicians: One day a donkey and a dog came to me. We were too old to work any longer. So we decided to go to Bremen to become musicians. On the way there we met a cock. The next day he would have been made into soup. So we decided to take him with us.
On our way we saw a big house, in there were robbers. We scared them with noise, they ran away and never came back.
Now we are here in this little corner in Bremen. Here is rarely any sunshine. But why in Bremen? We never reached it. And why in this little corner? I mean, we are more famous than Roland, but smaller. We cannot even see him. Some of the people think that when you touch donkey’s feet, you will be lucky. But donkey doesn’t want that. It tickles him, but I envy him. Why does nobody stroke me? I’m so high up. That’s so unfair.
