“Only now, when the Mouse himself began to build a new house for himself, did he understand how much work his Mother spent when she dug the hole in which he was born and raised. It turned out that a Snail lives next door: “While I eat the moss on one side of the tree, on the other it has already managed to grow again.” The main thing is not to rush, you need to let the moss grow, and then you will never remain hungry. Later, the Mouse meets the Cuckoo: “As soon as I grew up, I immediately flew away from these annoying ones who fed me all day long.” I live on my own. And I don’t waste time building nests like other stupid birds. Both of them are trying to convince the Mouse that he ran away so far from his native place in vain and is wasting so much effort on building a new hole...”