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“Animals and Us”

• “The Tailless Rex” by Mariam Manoukyan
• “Chapie” by Narineh Daneghyan
• “Jinko” by Sargis Yeghiazaryan
• “The Cat Which Was Also a Dog” by Constantine Begidjanyan
• “Rex” by Knarik Saghatelyan
• “Stray Animals & Me” by Tsovinar Talyan
• “Lost Dreams” by Nare Galstyan

“The Tailless Rex”

I've got a toy dog named little Rex. My mother says little Rex looks like a white dog that just came out of a sooty pipe. I used to put little Rex under my pillow before I went to bed. One day when I woke up I felt hair in my mouth. I also noticed there were fewer hairs on little Rex. Later I remembered me gnawing on something white while I was sleeping. I guess that something was my dog’s tail.

Mariam Manoukyan
9 years old

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“Chapie”

My aunt has a puppy. His name is Chapie.
I’m afraid of the puppy. They tie up Chapie every time I visit them. He starts whining and tries to free himself from the chain. I pity him very much but can’t make myself go up to him; I just throw him a piece of sausage and run away.

Narineh Daneghyan
9 years old

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“Jinko”

I had a very clever dog named Jina. She lived in a small room and was very fond of playing with my youngest brother, who was learning to walk. Jina used to grab my brother by his clothes with her teeth and knock him down. One morning Jina didn't come out of her hole as usual. I approached it and noticed the muzzles of nine white puppies inside. I was happy and told everyone about the news. My brother called the puppies Jina babies or just Jinbas. In two months the puppies grew into big dogs and we gave them to our friends except for one without a name. My brother used to stroke the animal calling it Jinko. Jinko is five now.

Sargis Yeghiazaryan
13 years old

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“The Cat Which Was Also a Dog”

They brought me the kitten when she was only four months old. Chika hid under the bed and started mewing in a strange way. My mother’s friend, who had given us the cat, said to us:
“Chika has grown up among dogs. That’s the reason for her strange meow.”
Actually she wasn’t mewing at all, she was barking like a doggy. "She resembled a dog in many ways. One day mother came home after work, took off her gloves and Chika quickly took one and hid under the arm-chair with it.
“Bring it back, you little fool!” shouted my mother, tapping Chika on the nose with the other glove.
We were very surprised when we saw Chika coming out from under the arm-chair with a guilty look, a dusty muzzle and the glove in her teeth.
Chika is very shy. She hides when we have guests and comes out only when they are gone.
One time we weren’t even able to find her.
I was sad but then I saw Chika lying on my pillow, yawning and peering at me with her cunning eyes.

Constantine Begidjanyan

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“Rex”

We have a dog; his name is Rex. He appeared in our house when my father was busy in his workshop; it was a cold winter day. Rex entered the workshop and hid there. My father pitied the puppy and brought him in. Rex didn't need much time to get used to us and his surroundings. He comes with us to school every morning, waits for us to go through the school doors and then returns home.

Knarik Saghatelyan

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“Stray Animals & Me”

I like animals very much. When dogs and cats come up to me, I always pet their heads and scratch them behind their ears. If I happen to have bread and cheese with me, I feed them with great pleasure. As for sparrows, I’d like to catch and pat one of them, but I think they may get hurt so I haven’t tried it yet; I only feed them.

Tsovinar Talyan

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“Lost Dreams”

There was a kitten in my grandmother’s yard. I liked the kitten very much. I pet it and fed it whenever I went to my granny’s place. I used to cover it with a woolen cloth when it rained. I asked my mother if I could bring the kitten to keep it at home but my father wouldn’t allow it. He used to say:
“We are not few in number. There is no place for a cat. Can you imagine us keeping a cat in this tiny flat?”
Finally, though, my father gave up. I was very glad to know I was going to have a cat the following week.
We visited granny. I went out to the yard. There was no cat there.
“Pussy, pussy… hey, pussy…”
There was no answer. I asked my granny:
“Where is the kitten, where has it gone?”
“They took it away.”
The kitten was gone, my dreams were gone too.

Nare Galstyan

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