On one level this work is the story of an airman's discovery of a small boy from another planet in the desert and his stories of intergalactic travel, and on the other hand it is a thought-provoking allegory of the human condition.
Puffy Tomcat lives the peaceful, comfortable and a little bit boring life of cats. But when a red girl-cat visits him, everything turns upside down: Puffy realizes that the life outside the garden is very appealing and he tries to join the neighborhood's cat-gang. But he has to stand probations to be a member of the group. Fortunately he can always count on his friends' - Papa Joe and Jonathan - help.
On Monday I’ll play at being a post office worker. On Tuesday I’ll play at being a policeman. On Wednesday I'll play at being a craneman. On Thursday I’ll play at being a children's doctor. On Friday I’ll play at being retired.
But on Saturday I don’t need to play by myself any longer, because on Saturday everyone has time to play with me, Mummy, Daddy, Grandma, Grandpa and Auntie Vera. But Sunday is the best day of all, just because it is Sunday. If we go for a walk or an outing I can ask all about what engine drivers, firemen, flower sellers, soldiers, shipmasters, carpenters, bakers and shepherds do. And Mummy, Daddy, Grandma, Grandpa and Auntie Vera answer all my questions.
Now I really know what grown-ups do.
Illustrated by László Réber
Translated by Caroline Bodóczky
Lavender grows in Aunt Barbara's garden as grass grows elsewhere. Its scent fills the little cottage where Aunt Barbara lives with Uncle Balthasar and the two dachshunds. Here everything smells of lavender, but especially the dachshund twins, who romp about and play hide-and-seek in it all day long. Aunt Barbara lets them do it because she likes dachshunds even better than lavender, and of all dachshunds it is Basil and Barnabas she likes the best. Although it must be admitted, she has no other dachshunds.