Who would not say anything, but I love the work of S. Kozlov. Yes, and our kids in the group kindergarten they like it very much. The tale about a pig in a prickly coat is very kind, like all the other works of the author, about the care of a hedgehog for his neighbor, or even a completely unfamiliar pig...

Piglet in a spiky coat.

It was winter. There were such frosts that the Hedgehog did not leave his house for several days, stoked the stove and looked out the window. Frost decorated the window with different patterns, and from time to time the Hedgehog had to climb onto the windowsill and breathe and rub the frozen glass with his paw.

“Here,” he said, again seeing the Christmas tree, the stump and the clearing in front of the house. Snowflakes were circling over the clearing and then flying somewhere up, then descending to the very ground of snowflakes.

The hedgehog pressed his nose against the window, and one Snowflake sat on his nose on the other side of the glass, stood up on thin legs and said:

Is that you, hedgehog? Why don't you come out to play with us?

It's cold outside, - said the Hedgehog.

No, Snowflake laughed. We are not at all cold! Look how I fly!

And she flew off the Hedgehog's nose and circled over the clearing. “See? Do you see? she shouted as she flew past the window. And the Hedgehog pressed himself so close to the glass that his nose flattened out and became like a piglet; and it seemed to Snowflake that it was no longer the Hedgehog, but a pig wearing a prickly fur coat was looking at her from the window.

Piglet! she called. - Come out with us for a walk!

"Who is she calling?" - thought the Hedgehog and pressed himself into the glass even more to see if there was a piglet on the mound.

And Snowflake now knew for sure that a pig in a spiky fur coat was sitting outside the window.

Piglet! she shouted even louder. - You have a coat. Come play with us!

“So,” thought the Hedgehog. - There, under the window, probably, a pig in a fur coat sits and does not want to play. We must invite him into the house and give him tea.

And he got down from the windowsill, put on his boots and ran out onto the porch.

Piglet? he shouted. - Go drink tea!

- Hedgehog, - said Snowflake, - the piglet just ran away. Play with us!

I can not. Coldly! - said the Hedgehog and went into the house.

Closing the door, he left his felt boots at the threshold, threw firewood into the stove, again climbed onto the window sill and pressed his nose against the glass.

Piglet - shouted Snowflake. - Are you back? Come out! Let's play together!

"He's back," thought the Hedgehog. He put on his boots again and ran out onto the porch. - Piglet! he shouted. - Piglet-o-ok! .. The wind howled and snowflakes swirled merrily.

So until the evening, the Hedgehog either ran to the porch and called the piglet, then, returning to the house, climbed onto the windowsill and pressed his nose against the glass.

Snowflake didn’t care who to play with, and she called either a pig in a prickly coat when the Hedgehog was sitting on the windowsill, then the Hedgehog himself when he ran out onto the porch.

And the Hedgehog, falling asleep, was afraid that a pig in a prickly fur coat would not freeze on such a frosty night.

Sergei Kozlov

Piglet in a spiky coat

It was winter. There were such frosts that the Hedgehog did nothow many days did not leave his house, drownedstove and looked out the window. Frost painted the windowdifferent patterns, and the Hedgehog from time to timeI had to climb onto the windowsill and breathe and thoserub the frozen glass with your paw.

"Here!" - he said, seeing the tree again, stumpand a clearing in front of the house. Circled over the clearing andthen flew somewhere up, then descended to the very earth of snowflakes.


The hedgehog pressed his nose against the window, and one Snowflakesat on his nose on the other side of the glass, stood up onthin legs and said:

Is that you, hedgehog? Why don't you come out with us play?
“It’s cold outside,” said the Hedgehog.
- No, - Snowflake laughed - We don’tnot cold! Look how I fly!

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no longer a Hedgehog, but a pig wearing a prickly fur coatNok looks at her from the window.


Piglet! she called. - Come out with us walk!

"Who is she calling?" - thought the Hedgehog and pressedinto the glass even harder to see if there ison the mound of a piglet.

And Snowflake now knew for sure whata pig in a prickly fur coat sits by the window.

Piglet! she shouted even louder. -You also have a coat. Come play with us!

“So,” thought the Hedgehog. - There under the window, onright, a piglet is sitting in a fur coat and does not want to play.We must invite him into the house and give him tea.

And he got down from the windowsill, put on felt boots and pity on the porch.


Piglet! he shouted. - Go drink tea!
- Hedgehog, - said Snowflake, - pig onlywhat did he run away to. Play with us!

I can not. Coldly! - said the Hedgehog and went into the house.

Closing the door, he left boots at the threshold, underthrew firewood into the stove, again climbed onto the windowsillNick and pressed his nose against the glass.

Piglet! - shouted Snowflake - You believenuzzled? Come out! Let's play together!

"He's back," thought the Hedgehog. put on againLenki and ran out onto the porch.

Piglet! he shouted. - Piglet-oh-ok! ..

The wind howled and the snowflakes swirled merrily.

So until the evening, the Hedgehog then ran on the porch andcalled the piglet, then, returning to the house, climbedon the windowsill and pressed his nose against the glass.


Snowflake didn't care who to play with, and shecalled a pig in a prickly coat when the Hedgehogsat on the windowsill, then the Hedgehog himself, when heran out onto the porch.

And the Hedgehog, falling asleep, was afraid that he would freeze in suchfrosty night a pig in a prickly fur coat.

New Year's tales

Sergey Kozlov

Illustrations by P. Bagin

A cartoon for kids about the spiritual sensitivity of the Hedgehog, who lives in his hut in the forest and does not even feel lonely, because he is constantly busy with something. Once he was looking out the window, pressing his nose to the glass, and the snowflake thought that it was a pig, only in a spiky coat and called him to play with her. The hedgehog thought that somewhere near his house a piglet was freezing, he didn’t even go to bed, he kept waiting for the piglet to come to him to warm himself ...



Studio: Soyuzmultfilm
Release: 1981
Producer: Vladimir Danilevich

Piglet in a spiky coat

It was winter. There were such frosts that the Hedgehog did not leave his house for several days, stoked the stove and looked out the window. Frost decorated the window with different patterns, and from time to time the Hedgehog had to climb onto the windowsill and breathe and rub the frozen glass with his paw.

“Here,” he said, again seeing the Christmas tree, the stump and the clearing in front of the house. Snowflakes were circling over the clearing and then flying somewhere up, then descending to the very ground of snowflakes.

The hedgehog pressed his nose against the window, and one Snowflake sat on his nose on the other side of the glass, stood up on thin legs and said:

Is that you, hedgehog? Why don't you come out to play with us?

“It’s cold outside,” said the Hedgehog.

“No,” Snowflake laughed. We are not at all cold! Look how I fly!

And she flew off the Hedgehog's nose and circled over the clearing. “See? Do you see? she shouted as she flew past the window. And the Hedgehog pressed himself so close to the glass that his nose flattened out and became like a piglet; and it seemed to Snowflake that it was no longer the Hedgehog, but a pig wearing a prickly fur coat was looking at her from the window.

- Piglet! she called. - Come out for a walk with us!

"Who is she calling?" - thought the Hedgehog and pressed himself into the glass even more to see if there was a piglet on the mound.

And Snowflake now knew for sure that a pig in a spiky fur coat was sitting outside the window.

- Piglet! she shouted even louder. - You have a coat. Come play with us!

“So,” thought the Hedgehog. - There, under the window, probably, a pig in a fur coat sits and does not want to play. We must invite him into the house and give him tea.

And he got down from the windowsill, put on his boots and ran out onto the porch.

— Piglet? he shouted. — Go drink tea!

“Hedgehog,” said Snowflake, “the pig just ran away.” Play with us!

- I can not. Coldly! - said the Hedgehog and went into the house.

Closing the door, he left his felt boots at the threshold, threw firewood into the stove, again climbed onto the window sill and pressed his nose against the glass.

“Pig,” Snowflake called out. - Are you back? Come out! Let's play together!

"He's back," thought the Hedgehog. He put on his boots again and ran out onto the porch. - Piglet! he shouted. - Piglet-oh-ok! .. The wind howled and snowflakes swirled merrily.

So until the evening, the Hedgehog either ran to the porch and called the piglet, then, returning to the house, climbed onto the windowsill and pressed his nose against the glass.

Snowflake didn’t care who to play with, and she called either a pig in a prickly coat when the Hedgehog was sitting on the windowsill, then the Hedgehog himself when he ran out onto the porch.

And the Hedgehog, falling asleep, was afraid that a pig in a prickly fur coat would not freeze on such a frosty night.

- Let's not fly anywhere, Hedgehog. Let's sit forever on our porch, and in the winter - in the house, and in the spring - again on the porch, and in the summer - too. - And our porch will slowly grow wings. And one day you and I will wake up together high above the ground. "Who's that dark one running down there?" - you ask. - Is there another one nearby? “Yes, it’s you and me,” I say. "These are our shadows," you add. SNOW FLOWER - Aw! aw! aw! the dog barked. Snow was falling - and the house, and the barrel in the middle of the yard, and the doghouse, and the dog itself were white and fluffy. There was a smell of snow and a Christmas tree brought in from the frost, and this smell was bitter with a tangerine crust. - Aw! aw! aw! the dog barked again. "She probably smelled me," thought the Hedgehog and began to crawl away from the forester's house. He was sad to go through the forest alone, and he began to think how at midnight he would meet the Donkey and the Bear Cub in the Big Clearing under the blue Christmas tree. “We will hang a hundred red chanterelle mushrooms,” thought the Hedgehog, “and it will become light and fun for us. Maybe the hares will come running, and then we will start dancing. hoof." And the snow kept falling and falling. And the forest was so fluffy, so shaggy and furry, that the Hedgehog suddenly wanted to do something completely unusual: well, let's say, climb into the sky and bring a star. And he began to imagine how he, with a star, descends to the Big Glade and gives the Donkey and the Bear cub a star. “Take it, please,” he says. And the Bear cub waves his paws away and says: “Well, what are you? After all, you have one ... "And the Donkey nods his head nearby - they say that you, you only have one! - but he still makes them obey, take a star, and he himself runs away to heaven again. "I will send you more "- he shouts. And when he is already rising quite high, he hears a barely reaching: "What are you, Hedgehog, one is enough for us? dance. "And us! And to us!" - the hares shout. He gets them too. But he doesn’t need it for himself. He is already so happy that everyone is having fun ... "Here," thought the Hedgehog, climbing a huge snowdrift, "if he grew up somewhere flower "EVERYONE IS GOOD AND EVERYONE IS FUN," I would dig out the snow, take it out and put it in the middle of the Big Glade. And the hares, and the Bear cub, and the Donkey - everyone, everyone who would see him, immediately felt good and cheerful!" And then, as if having heard him, the old fluffy Christmas tree took off white hat and said: - I know where such a flower grows, Hedgehog. Two hundred pines from me, beyond the Crooked ravine, at an icy stump, the Ice-Free Spring beats. There, at the very bottom, is your flower! - I didn’t dream about you, Elka? - asked the Hedgehog. - No, - said Elka and put on her hat again. And the Hedgehog ran, counting the pines, to the Crooked ravine, crossed over it, found an icy stump and saw the Non-Freezing Key. He leaned over him and cried out in surprise. Quite close, swaying its transparent petals, stood a magical flower. It looked like a violet or a snowdrop, or maybe just a big snowflake that does not melt in the water. The hedgehog stretched out its paw, but did not get it. He wanted to pull the flower out with a stick, but was afraid to hurt it. “I will jump into the water,” the Hedgehog decided, “I will dive deep and carefully take it with my paws.” He jumped and when he opened his eyes underwater, he did not see a flower. "Where is he?" thought the Hedgehog. And swam ashore. The wonderful flower still swayed at the bottom. - How so! .. - cried the Hedgehog. And again he jumped into the water, but again he saw nothing. The Hedgehog dived into the Ice-Free Key seven times... Chilled to the last needle, he ran home through the forest. "How is it?" he sobbed. "How is it?" And he did not know that on the shore it turns into a white, like a flower, snowflake. And suddenly the Hedgehog heard music, saw a Big Glade with a silver Christmas tree in the middle, a Bear cub, a Donkey and hares leading a round dance. "Tara-tara-there-ta-ta! .." - the music played. Snow was spinning, hares glided smoothly on soft paws, and a hundred red light bulbs illuminated this celebration. - Ouch! - exclaimed the Donkey. - What an amazing snow flower? Everyone swirled around the Hedgehog and, smiling, dancing, began to admire him. - Oh, how good and fun it is for everyone! - said Little Bear. - What a wonderful flower! The only pity is that there is no Hedgehog ... "I'm here!" - wanted to shout the Hedgehog. But he was so cold that he could not utter a word. PIG IN A SPIKED FUR COAT It was winter. There were such frosts that the Hedgehog did not leave his house for several days, stoked the stove and looked out the window. Frost decorated the window with different patterns, and from time to time the Hedgehog had to climb onto the windowsill and breathe and rub the frozen glass with his paw. “Here,” he said, again seeing a Christmas tree, a stump and a clearing in front of the house. Above the clearing circled and then flew somewhere up, then fell to the very ground of snowflakes. The hedgehog pressed his nose to the window, and one Snowflake sat on his nose from that side glass, stood up on thin legs and said: - Is that you, Hedgehog? Why don't you come out to play with us? - It's cold outside, - said the Hedgehog. - No, - Snowflake laughed. - We are not at all cold! And she flew off the Hedgehog's nose and circled over the clearing. Do you see?" she shouted, flying past the window. And the Hedgehog pressed himself so close to the glass that his nose flattened out and became like a piglet's snout; and it seemed to Snowflake that it was no longer a Hedgehog, but a pig wearing a spiky coat was looking at her out of the window. "Pig!" she shouted. "Come out with us for a walk!" "Who is she calling?" thought the Hedgehog and pressed himself even harder into the glass to see if there was a piglet on the mound. And Snowflake now knew for sure that outside the window sits a pig in a prickly fur coat. - Piglet! - she shouted even louder. - You have a fur coat. Come out to play with us! doesn't want to play. We must invite him into the house and give him tea." And he got down from the windowsill, put on his felt boots and ran out onto the porch. - Piglet? - he shouted. - I can't. It's cold! - said the Hedgehog and went into the house. Closing the door, he left felt boots at the threshold, threw firewood into the stove, again climbed onto the windowsill and pressed his nose against the glass. - Piglet - shouted Snowflake. - You returned "Come on! Let's play together! "He's back," thought the Hedgehog. Put on his boots again and ran out onto the porch. "Pig!" he shouted. In the evenings, the Hedgehog either ran to the porch and called the pig, then, returning to the house, climbed onto the windowsill and pressed his nose against the glass. the Hedgehog himself, when he ran out onto the porch. night pig in a prickly fur coat. LONG WINTER EVENING Oh, what kind of snowdrifts has the blizzard covered? All the stumps, all the bumps were filled with snow. The pines creaked deafly, swayed by the wind, and only the hard-working woodpecker pecked and pecked somewhere above, as if he wanted to peck low clouds and see the sun ... The hedgehog sat at home by the stove and no longer looked forward to when spring would come. “Hurry,” thought the Hedgehog, “streams murmured, birds sang and the first ants ran along the paths! , Squirrel? So spring has come? How did you spend the winter?" And Squirrel would fluff its tail, wave it in different directions and answer: "Hello, Hedgehog! Are you healthy? And we would run all over the forest and inspect every stump, every Christmas tree, and then we would begin to tread last year's paths ... "You tread on the ground," Squirrel would say, "and I - on top!" And I would jump up the trees ... Then we would see the Bear cub. "And this is you!" - the Little Bear would have shouted and would have helped me tread the paths ... And then we would have called the Donkey. Because without it it is impossible to pave a big path. The donkey would run first, after him - the Bear cub, and after them - I ... "Tsok-tsok-tsok - the Donkey would knock with his hooves," top-top-top - the Bear cub would stomp, but I would not keep up with them and just roll . “You spoil the path!” Donkey would have shouted. Donkey, let better hedgehog loosens the vegetable gardens!" And I would begin to roll on the ground and loosen the vegetable gardens, and the Donkey with the Bear cub would carry water ... "Now loosen mine!" - Chipmunk would ask. "And mine!" - I would say Forest Mouse... And I would ride all over the forest and benefit everyone. And now you have to sit by the stove, - the Hedgehog sighed sadly, - and it is still unknown when spring will come ... " HOW THE DONKEY, THE HEDGEHOG AND THE BEAR WERE THE NEW YEAR A blizzard raged in the fields all the week before New Year's Eve. There was so much snow in the forest that neither the Hedgehog, nor the Donkey, nor the Bear cub could leave the house all week. Before the New Year, the blizzard subsided, and friends gathered in the Hedgehog's house. - That's what, - said the Bear cub, - we don't have a Christmas tree. - No, - agreed Donkey. “I don’t see that we had it,” said the Hedgehog. He liked to express himself intricately on holidays. - We must go look, - said Bear. Where can we find her now? - Donkey was surprised. - It's dark in the forest ... - And what snowdrifts! .. - the Hedgehog sighed. - And yet you have to go for the Christmas tree, - said the Bear cub. And all three left the house. The blizzard subsided, but the clouds had not yet dispersed, and not a single star could be seen in the sky. - And there is no moon! - Donkey said. - What kind of tree is here ?! - And to the touch? - said Little Bear. And crawled through the snowdrifts. But he couldn't find anything either. Only large Christmas trees came across, but they still wouldn’t fit into Ezhikin’s house, and the small ones were covered with snow. Returning to the Hedgehog, the Donkey and the Bear cub were sad. - Well, what a New Year it is! .. - Bear cub sighed. "That if any autumn holiday So a Christmas tree may not be necessary, thought Donkey. “And in winter it’s impossible without a Christmas tree.” Meanwhile, the hedgehog boiled the samovar and poured tea into saucers. The Hedgehog didn’t think about the Christmas tree, but he was sad that for half a month now his watch-clock had broken, and the watchmaker Woodpecker promised, but didn’t come in. “How will we know when it’s twelve o’clock?” he asked Bear Cub. “We will feel it!” - said the Donkey. - How will we feel it? - the Bear cub was surprised. - It's very simple, - said the Donkey. - At twelve o'clock we will already want to sleep for exactly three hours! - That's right! - the Hedgehog was delighted. And, after thinking a little, he added: "Don't worry about the Christmas tree. We'll put a stool in the corner, I'll stand on it, and you hang toys on me." fluffed out the needles. "The toys are under the bed," he said. ears and hung on the upper paws of the Hedgehog on a large dried dandelion, and on each needle - on a small spruce cone. - Don't forget the light bulbs! - said the Hedgehog. And three chanterelle mushrooms were hung on his chest, and they lit up merrily - they were so red. - Aren't you tired, Elka? - asked Little Bear, sitting down and taking a sip of tea from a saucer. The hedgehog stood on a stool, like a real Christmas tree, and smiled. - No, - said the Hedgehog. - And what time is it now? The donkey was dozing. - Five minutes to twelve! - said the Little Bear. - As soon as the Donkey falls asleep, it will be exactly the New Year. - Then pour me and yourself cranberry juice, - said the Hedgehog-Yolka. - Do you want cranberry juice? - Little Bear asked the Donkey. The donkey was almost completely asleep. "Now the clock should strike," he muttered. The hedgehog carefully, so as not to spoil the dried dandelion, took a cup of cranberry juice in his right paw and began to beat the clock with his lower paw, stamping his feet. - To you! bam! bam! - he said. - It's already three, - said the Bear cub. - Now let me hit! He tapped his paw on the floor three times and also said: - You! bam! bam! .. Now it's your turn, Donkey! The donkey hit the floor three times with his hoof, but said nothing. - Now it's me again! - shouted the Hedgehog. And everyone, holding their breath, listened to the last: "Bam! bam! bam!" - Hooray! - shouted the Little Bear, and the Donkey fell asleep completely. Soon the Little Bear fell asleep. Only the Hedgehog stood in a corner on a stool and did not know what to do. And he began to sing songs and sang them until the morning, so as not to fall asleep and not break the toys. HOW A DONKEY, A HEDGEON AND A BEAR Cub WROTE LETTER TO EACH OTHER On the second day after the New Year, the Hedgehog received a letter. Squirrel brought it, slipped it under the door and ran away. “Dear Hedgehog!” the Little Bear scratched on a piece of birch bark. “Snow is falling outside my window. Snowflakes sit on the mound and talk. One snowflake told me that she saw you, but you seemed boring to her. As if you were sitting on a stump by the stream sad - sad and thought about something. I've been thinking a lot lately too. And I think that spring is coming soon, and you and I don’t have a boat. The snow will melt, there will be only water around, and we long time see you. Isn't that what you thought, dear Hedgehog, sitting on a stump by the stream? Loving you Medvezhonok. I just thought that about the same. "The hedgehog read the letter and thought. "Indeed," thought the Hedgehog, "spring is coming, and we don't have a boat." He got a piece of birch bark from the closet, found a faded needle under the bed, moved closer the chanterelle mushroom that served him as a lamp and began to write a letter. - "Dear Donkey! - the Hedgehog scrawled and touched the tip of his nose with the tip of his tongue. - I'm sitting at home, snow is falling outside the window, and soon it will be spring. . . Here the Hedgehog thought a little and began to scratch further: “There is a lot of water in the spring, but we don’t have a boat. Isn't that what you're thinking now, Donkey? Your friend Ezh and k ". He gave the letter to the Bullfinch, and the Bullfinch, quickly flying to the Donkey's house, threw it through the window. When the letter flopped on the table. The donkey was having lunch. "Hmm! Donkey thought, looking at a piece of birch bark. “But this is a letter!” And he began to read. Halfway through, he looked out the window and saw that snow was also falling outside his window. Then he read the second half and decided that the Hedgehog "You must write a letter," he thought. He took out a piece of birch bark and drew a boat on it with charcoal, and wrote below: "Dear Little Bear I'm sitting at the table, and outside my window it's snowing. In the spring, this snow will melt, and there will be a lot of water. If we don't build a boat now, we won't see each other in the spring until the summer. Isn't that what you're thinking now, Little Bear? He gave the letter to the Wax and lay down to rest after dinner. Having received the letter, the bear cub got angry. My head even got a little bigger!" And on the back of the Donkey birch bark, he carefully scrawled: "Dear Donkey I was the first to think that we need a boat." "No," came the answer. The donkey wrote: “You were the very first to think that we needed a boat, and the Bear cub says that it is him?” “I was the very first to think,” the Hedgehog decided, having received the Donkey’s letter. “After all, if I thought not the very first. Donkey would not have written to me about this!" And he began to scratch out a letter to Little Bear: "Dear Little Bear? - he scribbled softly and touched the tip of his nose with the tip of his tongue. - I'm sitting at home and snow is falling outside my window ... "" Then he rested a little and began to scratch out further: that we need a boat. And isn't that what you're thinking about right now, Little Bear? “After all, it was I who first thought?” he whispered when he felt better. And he felt his head. And in the spring the snow melted and there was so much water in the forest that Bear Cub, Donkey and Hedgehog did not meet until the summer. WINTER TALE Snow has been falling since morning. The little bear was sitting on the edge of the forest on a stump, with his head up, and counting, and licking the snowflakes that fell on his nose. Snowflakes fell sweet, fluffy, and before sinking completely, they stood on tiptoe. Oh, how fun it was! "Seventh," whispered Little Bear and, admiring his heart's content, licked his nose. But the snowflakes were enchanted: they did not melt and continued to remain as fluffy in the Bear's stomach. “Ah, hello, my dear!” said six snowflakes to their friend when she found herself next to them. “Is it still windless in the forest? Is the bear cub still sitting on a stump? The bear cub heard that someone was talking in his stomach, but did not pay attention. And the snow kept falling and falling. Snowflakes more and more often fell on Bear's nose, crouched and, smiling, said: "Hello, Little Bear!" "Very nice," said the Little Bear. "You are the sixty-eighth." And licked. By evening, he had eaten three hundred snowflakes, and he became so cold that he barely got to the lair and immediately fell asleep. And he dreamed that he was a fluffy, soft snowflake ... And that he sank on the nose of some Bear cub and said: "Hello, Bear cub?" - and in response I heard: "Very nice, you are three hundred and twentieth ..." "Lam-pa-ra-pam?" - the music played. And the Little Bear began to spin in a sweet, magical dance, and three hundred snowflakes began to spin along with him. They flashed in front, behind, on the side, and when he got tired, they caught him, and he circled, circled, circled ... All winter the Bear Cub was sick. His nose was dry and hot, and snowflakes danced in his stomach. And only in the spring, when drops rang all over the forest and birds flew in, he opened his eyes and saw a Hedgehog on a stool. The hedgehog smiled and moved its needles. - What are you doing here? - asked Little Bear. - I'm waiting for you to recover, - answered the Hedgehog. - For a long time? - All winter. I, as I found out that you ate too much snow - immediately dragged all your supplies to you ... - And all winter you sat next to me on a stool? - Yes, I gave you spruce broth to drink and applied dried grass to your stomach ... - I don’t remember, - said the Bear cub. - Still would! - the Hedgehog sighed. - You said all winter that you are a snowflake. I was so afraid that you would melt by spring...