<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Farm Animals on Pitara Kids Network</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/tags/farm-animals/</link><description>Recent content in Farm Animals on Pitara Kids Network</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2026 21:46:31 +0530</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.pitara.com/tags/farm-animals/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Apple Tree</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/folktales/the-apple-tree/</link><pubDate>Sat, 16 Jun 2001 08:24:42 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/folktales/the-apple-tree/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;There was an old apple tree in a farmer&amp;rsquo;s garden. It was so old that it had stopped bearing fruit a long time ago. The only purpose it served was to provide shelter to the sparrows, grasshoppers and squirrels in the neighbourhood.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, the farmer decided to cut the tree down. He felt it had become completely useless. Besides, he wanted to get some furniture made and what better way to ensure the wood supply from the tree? The wood was still strong.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>What's for Dinner!</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/folktales/whats-for-dinner/</link><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jul 2002 07:13:10 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/folktales/whats-for-dinner/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;A little hen lived at the edge of a forest colony. She lived all by herself and did all her work on her own. Early in the morning she hunted around for worms in the forest; in the day she cleaned up the house; then she cooked, ate and spent the rest of her time in peace. In short, hers was a happy life.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Close by lived a middle-aged fox with his old mother. And, as you can imagine, if the fox was a little elderly, mother fox was quite definitely ancient.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Puppy that wanted to Play</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/the-puppy-that-wanted-to-play/</link><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2002 07:10:16 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/the-puppy-that-wanted-to-play/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Bruno, the little, brown puppy wanted to play! He needed a friend.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Come play with me!&amp;rdquo; said Bruno to the white cow.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;No! No! No!&amp;rdquo; replied the white cow, shaking her head. &amp;ldquo;I have work to do. I&lt;br&gt;
have to give milk for Tinnu and Minnu. Milk for their family, too. Go away. I&lt;br&gt;
have WORK to do! MOOOOOOOOO!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;



	
	
	

	
		
		
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&lt;p&gt;Bruno went to the brown cock.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Five Little Chickens</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/poems-for-kids/five-little-chickens-2/</link><pubDate>Thu, 08 Jun 2000 15:56:15 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/poems-for-kids/five-little-chickens-2/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Said the first little chicken,&lt;br&gt;
With a queer little squirm,&lt;br&gt;
&amp;ldquo;Oh, I wish I could find&lt;br&gt;
A fat little worm!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Said the next little chicken,&lt;br&gt;
With an odd little shrug,&lt;br&gt;
&amp;ldquo;Oh, I wish I could find&lt;br&gt;
A fat little bug!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Said the third little chicken,&lt;br&gt;
With a sharp little squeal,&lt;/p&gt;





	
	
	

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&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh, I wish I could find&lt;br&gt;
Some nice yellow meal!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Said the fourth little chicken,&lt;br&gt;
With a faint little moan,&lt;br&gt;
&amp;ldquo;Oh, I wish I could find&lt;br&gt;
A green little leaf!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>