Graham Gobble and the Four Hooting Cats.

Once upon a time there was a snotty boy called Graham Gobble. He was on the way to see his Fairy dust Wilson, when he decided to take a short cut through Slippery ham Park.

It wasn't long before Graham got lost. He looked around, but all he could see were trees. Nervously, he felt into his bag for his favorite toy, Donkey, but Donkey was nowhere to be found! Graham began to panic. He felt sure he had packed Donkey. To make matters worse, he was starting to feel hungry.

Unexpectedly, he saw a hooting cat dressed in a blue top hat disappearing into the trees.

"How odd!" thought Graham.

For the want of anything better to do, he decided to follow the peculiarly dressed cat. Perhaps it could tell him the way out of the forest.

Eventually, Graham reached a clearing. He found himself surrounded by houses made from different sorts of food. There was a house made from red cabbages, a house made from fruit gums, a house made from toffees, a house made from humbugs and a house made from doughnuts.

Graham could feel his tummy rumbling. Looking at the houses did nothing to ease his hunger.

"Hello!" he called. "Is anybody there?"

Nobody replied.

Graham looked at the roof on the closest house and wondered if it would be rude to eat somebody else's chimney. Obviously it would be impolite to eat a whole house, but perhaps it would be considered acceptable to nibble the odd fixture or lick the odd fitting, in a time of need.

A cackle broke through the air, giving Graham a fright. A witch jumped into the space in front of the houses. She was carrying a cage. In that cage was Donkey!

"Donkey!" shouted Graham. He turned to the witch. "That's my toy!"

The witch just shrugged.

"Give Donkey back!" cried Graham.

"Not on your nelly!" said the witch.

"At least let Donkey out of that cage!"

Before she could reply, four hooting cats rushed in from a footpath on the other side of the clearing. Graham recognized the one in the blue top hat that he'd seen earlier. The witch seemed to recognize him too.

"Hello Big Cat," said the witch.

"Good morning." The cat noticed Donkey. "Who is this?"

"That's Donkey," explained the witch.

"Ooh! Donkey would look lovely in my house. Give it to me!" demanded the cat.

The witch shook her head. "Donkey is staying with me."

"Um... Excuse me..." Graham interrupted. "Donkey lives with me! And not in a cage!"

Big Cat ignored him. "Is there nothing you'll trade?" he asked the witch.

The witch thought for a moment, then said, "I do like to be entertained. I'll release him to anybody who can eat a whole front door."

Big Cat looked at the house made from doughnuts and said, "No problem, I could eat an entire house made from doughnuts if I wanted to."

"That's nothing," said the next cat. "I could eat two houses."

"There's no need to show off," said the witch. Just eat one front door and I'll let you have Donkey."

Graham watched, feeling very worried. He didn't want the witch to give Donkey to Big Cat. He didn't think Donkey would like living with a hooting cat, away from his house and all his other toys.

The other three cats watched while Big Cat put on his bib and withdrew a knife and fork from his pocket.

"I'll eat this whole house," said Big Cat. "Just you watch!"

Big Cat pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from fruit gums. He gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.

And more.

And more.

Eventually, Big Cat started to get bigger - just a little bit bigger at first. But after a few more fork full of fruit gums, he grew to the size of a large snowball - and he was every bit as round.

"Erm... I don't feel too good," said Big Cat.

Suddenly, he started to roll. He'd grown so round that he could no longer balance!

"Help!" he cried, as he rolled off down a slope into the forest.

Big Cat never finished eating the front door made from fruit gums and Donkey remained trapped in the witch's cage.

Average Cat stepped up, and approached the house made from toffees.

"I'll eat this whole house," said Average Cat. "Just you watch!"

Average Cat pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from toffees. She gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.

And more.

And more.

After a while, Average Cat started to look a little queasy. She grew greener...

...and greener.

A woodcutter walked into the clearing. "What's this bush doing here?" he asked.

"I'm not a bush, I'm a cat!" said Average Cat.

"It talks!" exclaimed the woodcutter. "Those talking bushes are the worst kind. I'd better take it away before somebody gets hurt."

"No! Wait!" cried Average Cat, as the woodcutter picked her up. But the woodcutter ignored her cries and carried the cat away under his arm.

Average Cat never finished eating the front door made from toffees and Donkey remained trapped in the witch's cage.

Little Cat stepped up, and approached the house made from humbugs.

"I'll eat this whole house," said Little Cat. "Just you watch!"

Little Cat pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from humbugs. He gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.

And more.

And more.

After five or six platefuls, Little Cat started to fidget uncomfortably on the spot.

He stopped eating humbugs for a moment, then grabbed another forkful.

But before he could eat it, there came an almighty roar. A bottom burp louder than a rocket taking off, propelled Little Cat into the sky.

"Aggghhhhhh!" cried Little Cat. "I'm scared of heigh..."

Little Cat was never seen again.

Little Cat never finished eating the front door made from humbugs and Donkey remained trapped in the witch's cage.

Tiny Cat stepped up, and approached the house made from doughnuts.

"I'll eat this whole house," said Tiny Cat. "Just you watch!"

Tiny Cat pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from doughnuts. She gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.

And more.

And more.

However, on the next mouthful, the food fell straight out of Tiny Cat's mouth. She tried to stuff in another forkful of doughnuts, but once again, the food fell out. There just wasn't enough room left in her belly.

"This is just not fair!" declared Tiny Cat, and stomped off into the forest.

Tiny Cat never finished eating the front door made from doughnuts and Donkey remained trapped in the witch's cage.

"That's it," said the witch. "I win. I get to keep Donkey."

"Not so fast," said Graham. "There is still one front door to go. The front door of the house made from red cabbages. And I haven't had a turn yet.

"I don't have to give you a turn!" laughed the witch. "My game. My rules."

The woodcutter's voice carried through the forest. "I think you should give him a chance. It's only fair."

"Fine," said the witch. "But you saw what happened to the cats. He won't last long."

"I'll be right back," said Graham.

"What?" said the witch. "Where's your sense of impatience? I thought you wanted Donkey back."

Graham ignored the witch and gathered a hefty pile of sticks. He came back to the clearing and started a small camp fire. Carefully, he broke off a piece of the door of the house made from red cabbages and toasted it over the fire. Once it had cooked and cooled just a little, he took a bite. He quickly devoured the whole piece.

Graham sat down on a nearby log.

"You fail!" cackled the witch. "You were supposed to eat the whole door."

"I haven't finished," explained Graham. "I am just waiting for my food to go down."

When Graham's food had digested, he broke off another piece of the door made from red cabbages. Once more, he toasted his food over the fire and waited for it to cool just a little. He ate it at a leisurely pace then waited for it to digest.

Eventually, after several sittings, Graham was down to the final piece of the door made from red cabbages. Carefully, he toasted it and allowed it to cool just a little. He finished his final course. Graham had eaten the entire front door of the house made from red cabbages.

The witch stamped her foot angrily. "You must have tricked me!" she said. "I don't reward cheating!"

"I don't think so!" said a voice. It was the woodcutter. He walked back into the clearing, carrying his axe. "This little boy won fair and square. Now hand over Donkey or I will chop your broomstick in half."

The witch looked horrified. She grabbed her broomstick and placed it behind her. Then, huffing, she opened the door of the cage.

Graham hurried over and grabbed Donkey, checking that his favorite toy was all right. Fortunately, Donkey was unharmed.

Graham thanked the woodcutter, grabbed a quick souvenir, and hurried on to meet Fairy dust. It was starting to get dark.

When Graham got to Fairy dust's house, his threw her arms around him.

"I was so worried!" cried Fairy dust. "You are very late."

As Graham described his day, he could tell that Fairy dust didn't believe him. So he grabbed a napkin from his pocket.

"What's that?" asked Fairy dust.

Graham unwrapped a doorknob made from fruit gums. "Pudding!" he said.

Fairy dust almost fell off her chair.

The End