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.