Farmer Pettson sat doing the crossword, with Findus the cat on his knee. "Tell me about when I disappeared," said Findus. "You haven't disappeared," said Pettson. "You're sitting right here." "Yes, but--when I was little." "Oh then ... But you've heard the story so often before." "But tell it to me anyway " So here is the story of when Findus was little and disappeared. Findus and Pettson live in a red...