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.