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Sergey Kozlov

Piglet in a prickly coat

It was winter. It was so cold that Hedgehog couldn'tHow many days did he not leave his house, he drownedstove and looked out the window. Frost painted the windowdifferent patterns, and Hedgehog from time to timeI had to climb onto the windowsill and breathe and thosescratch frozen glass with your paw.

"Here!" - he said, seeing the tree stump againand a clearing in front of the house. They circled over the clearing andthey either flew up somewhere, then descended to the very snowflakes on earth.

The hedgehog pressed his nose to 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’t care at all.”not cold! Look how I fly!

And she flew off the Hedgehog's nose and began to spinover the clearing. “See? Do you see? - she shouted,flying past the window. And the Hedgehog snuggled up to the stacklu that his nose was flattened and began to look likepig snout; and Snowflake thought it was
no longer a Hedgehog, but a pig wearing a prickly fur coatNok looks at her from the window.

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

“Who is she calling?” - thought the Hedgehog and pressedlean into the glass even harder to see ifthere is a piglet on the pile.

And Snowflake now knew for sure what kind ofA piglet in a prickly fur coat sits by the window.

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

“So,” thought the Hedgehog. - There under the window, onThat’s right, there’s a little pig sitting in a fur coat and doesn’t want to play.We need to invite him into the house and give him tea.”

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

Piglet! - he shouted. - Go have some tea!
“Hedgehog,” said Snowflake, “little pig.”Why did he run away? Come play with us!

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

Closing the door, he left his felt boots at the threshold, underthrew some wood into the stove, climbed onto the windowsill againnickname and pressed his nose to the glass.

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

“He’s back,” thought the Hedgehog. Put it on againLenki and ran out onto the porch.

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

The wind howled and the snowflakes swirled merrily.

So until the evening the Hedgehog kept running onto the porch andcalled the pig, then, returning to the house, climbedon the windowsill and pressed his nose to the glass.

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

And when Hedgehog fell asleep, he was afraid that he might freeze in suchA piglet in a prickly fur coat on a frosty night.

New Year's tales

Sergey Kozlov

Illustrations by P. Bagin

No matter what anyone says, I love the work of S. Kozlov. Yes, and to our kids in the group kindergarten I really like them. The tale about a pig in a prickly fur 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 prickly coat.

It was winter. It was so cold that Hedgehog didn’t leave his house for several days, turning on the stove and looking out the window. The frost decorated the window with different patterns, and from time to time Hedgehog had to climb onto the windowsill and breathe and rub the frozen glass with his paw.

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

The hedgehog pressed his nose to 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 and play with us?

It’s cold outside,” said the Hedgehog.

No,” Snowflake laughed. - We're not cold at all! Look how I fly!

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

Piglet! - 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 rubble.

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

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

“So,” thought the Hedgehog. “There’s probably a pig in a fur coat sitting under the window and doesn’t want to play.” We need to invite him into the house and give him tea.”

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

Piglet? - he shouted. - Go have some tea!

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

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

Closing the door, he left his felt boots at the threshold, threw some firewood into the stove, climbed onto the windowsill again and pressed his nose to the glass.

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

“He’s back,” thought the Hedgehog. I put on my felt boots again and ran out onto the porch. - Piglet! - he shouted. - Pig-oh-ok!.. The wind howled and the snowflakes swirled merrily.

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

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

And the Hedgehog, falling asleep, was afraid that the pig in its prickly coat might freeze on such a frosty night.

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

Studio: Soyuzmultfilm
Release: 1981
Director: Vladimir Danilevich

Piglet in a prickly coat

It was winter. It was so cold that Hedgehog didn’t leave his house for several days, turning on the stove and looking out the window. The frost decorated the window with different patterns, and from time to time Hedgehog had to climb onto the windowsill and breathe and rub the frozen glass with his paw.

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

The hedgehog pressed his nose to 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 and play with us?

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

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

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

- Piglet! - 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 rubble.

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

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

“So,” thought the Hedgehog. “There’s probably a pig in a fur coat sitting under the window and doesn’t want to play.” We need to invite him into the house and give him tea.”

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

- Piglet? - he shouted. - Go have some tea!

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

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

Closing the door, he left his felt boots at the threshold, threw some firewood into the stove, climbed onto the windowsill again and pressed his nose to the glass.

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

“He’s back,” thought the Hedgehog. I put on my felt boots again and ran out onto the porch. - Piglet! - he shouted. - Pig-oh-ok!.. The wind howled and the snowflakes swirled merrily.

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

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

And the Hedgehog, falling asleep, was afraid that the pig in its prickly coat might freeze on such a frosty night.