Desde un rincón, los intrépidos amigos Toby, Javier y Joaquín observaban extraños movimientos en casa; cajas por todas partes. ¿Qué pasará? Se preguntaban con curiosidad.

“Cosas de humanos, corramos a jugar al jardín”, expresaba Javier. Juntos los tres amigos emprendieron la carrera.
Mientras en casa todos entonaban una canción que decía así: “Huele a navidad…” mientras sacaban los adornos del árbol.

“¿Qué es la navidad?” Preguntó Javier. “No lo sé, preguntemos al viejito Hulk, él tiene muchos años en casa. Quizás nos diga lo que esto significa,” respondió Joaquín.

“Cuando despierte de la siesta intentaremos preguntarle porque es un viejito gruñón. Solo habla de sus amigos Moisés y Daniel.”

Javier indica: “Hulk es cariñoso, calmado y comprensivo. Pero es temible y nadie se le acerca a molestarlo. Es preferible preguntar a Pedro”.

“A Pedro no le preguntemos, es envidioso, formador de líos y embustero”. Contesta Joaquín. Y siguieron jugueteando en el jardín.

“Wuao, ¿qué es eso?” grita Toby. Los tres se dirigen hacia la casa y en el camino se tropiezan con Hulk y Pedro.
Hulk suspira y dice: “Pensé que este año no llegaría la Navidad porque Dani y Moisés Gabriel se han marchado a otras tierras lejanas, pero que alegría me ha dado, la tía Mafa y el tío Manuel han hecho magia”. A esto, el trío de pequeños le preguntaron sobre qué es la navidad.

“Es tiempo de amar, de reconciliación, pero la mayoría de los seres humanos solo piensan en banalidades; comer, bailar y emborracharse.” Contestó Hulk.

“Corran, ya comenzó con sus recuerdos” dijo Pedro.

El travieso Toby intentó entra por las rejas, y todos gritaron: “Sáquenlo de la casa. No dejen que se acerque al arbolito de navidad”. Todo contrariado y triste se dirige a un rincón del jardín. Pensó que ya no lo querían en casa.

Hulk se acerca y le dice a los tres amigos: “Tienen que crecer y dejar de portarse mal. Tía Mafa está solita y a pesar de eso está decorando para no sentirse triste. Ustedes en lugar de ayudar solo piensan en destrozar el arbolito”.
“No se acerquen al arbolito chiquillos, la Navidad es linda. Aprovechen de disfrutar estos días. Va nacer el Mesías y tenemos que agradecer por lo que tenemos; un hogar y a la tía Mafa.”

“Mañana es primero de diciembre, pronto serán las fiestas” grita Pedro.

Todos se quedan desde el jardín observando y suspirando por la belleza del árbol, y dicen a la vez: “Llegó la Navidad”
Los tres amigos se alejan y riendo dicen: “Nos veremos pronto arbolito de Navidad”.

Ayyy, no puedo con estos animales, me hacen rabiar, como no saber ¿qué es la Navidad? ... pero recuerdo que son mis amiguitos, única compañía, amigos fieles y después se me pasa”.

Namasté, gracias por visitar mi Blog en #Hive.

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"The eyes of an animal have the power to speak a great language."

(Martin Buber)

The craziest things humans can imagine only happen to me and Donald Duck. I already told you that I adopted some pets, among them a puppy named Toby. He and the cute kittens have me on the verge of a nervous breakdown. They ride on the furniture and won't even wash their paws.

In desperation I googled, and found that cats don't like the smell of citrus or eucalyptus. I put lemon and the branches of the plant all over the house, but to no avail. When I turn around they are lying on the furniture. OMG, what am I going to do, I feel like my hands are tied.

I decided to decorate the tree, I made a barricade with the furniture and rocking chairs. I haven't finished decorating it yet, when I check in the morning I see them coming very quietly out from under the tree, and they are accompanied by Toby's naughty boy.

I am going to lend them for the month of December to some nagging granny who has nothing to do and will return them to me in January or Carnival.

Friends of Encuentro de talentos, I bring you a Christmas story where these cute little animals are the protagonists, I hope you like it.

Christmas is here

From a corner, the intrepid friends Toby, Javier and Joaquín observed strange movements in the house; boxes everywhere. What will happen? They wondered curiously.

"Human things, let's run and play in the garden," said Javier. Together the three friends set off on the run.
While at home they all sang a song that went like this, "It smells like Christmas..." as they took the ornaments off the tree.

"What is Christmas?" asked Javier. "I don't know, let's ask little old Hulk, he has many years at home. Maybe he will tell us what this means," Joaquin replied.

"When he wakes up from his nap we will try to ask him because he is a grumpy old man. He only talks about his friends Moses and Daniel."

Javier points out, "Hulk is loving, calm and understanding. But he is scary and no one goes near him to bother him. It is preferable to ask Pedro."

"Let's not ask Pedro, he's envious, a troublemaker and a liar." Joaquín answered. And they continued to frolic in the garden.

"Wuao, what's that?" shouts Toby. The three of them head towards the house and on the way they bump into Hulk and Pedro.

Hulk sighs and says, "I thought Christmas wouldn't come this year because Dani and Moises Gabriel have gone off to other faraway lands, but what joy it has given me, Aunt Mafa and Uncle Manuel have worked magic." To this, the trio of little ones asked him about what Christmas is.

"It is a time to love, to reconcile, but most human beings only think of banalities; eating, dancing and getting drunk." Hulk replied.

"Run, it's already started with your memories" said Peter.

The naughty Toby tried to get through the bars, and everyone shouted, "Get him out of the house. Don't let him near the Christmas tree". All upset and sad, he goes to a corner of the garden. He thought he was no longer wanted in the house.
The Hulk comes over and says to the three friends, "You have to grow up and stop misbehaving. Aunt Mafa is lonely and yet she's decorating so she won't feel sad. Instead of helping, you only think about destroying the tree".
"Don't go near the tree, kids, Christmas is beautiful. Enjoy these days. The Messiah is going to be born and we have to be thankful for what we have; a home and Aunt Mafa."

"Tomorrow is the first of December, soon it will be the holidays" shouts Pedro.

They all stand from the garden watching and sighing at the beauty of the tree, and say at the same time, "Christmas is here!"

The three friends walk away and laughingly say: "We'll see you soon, Christmas tree".

Ayyy, I can't stand these animals, they make me mad, as if I don't know what Christmas is ... but I remember that they are my little friends, my only company, faithful friends, and then I get over it.

Namaste, thank you for visiting my Blog at #Hive.

Todas las imágenes son de mi propiedad, las tome con mi Kamarita. Las he utilizado en otras publicaciones en #Hive, y otras redes sociales, incluyendo Instagram y Facebook.

All images are my own, taken with my Kamarita. I have used them in other posts on #Hive, and other social networks, including Instagram and Facebook.