Ephraim fairy tales

Efremov is a city.
Tales are not fairy tales.
or rather, for us, perhaps, fairy tales, and for the inhabitants of Efremov - everyday news.
For example, a box with silver stars. Well, of course, her magician left. It’s just that Nikolai Mikhailovich had to wait another five minutes to sit down calmly, there wasn’t enough patience, it’s a pity. By the way, in the evening of the same day, a ruff climbed into the box.
Now he is a seagull. He flies over the yard and shouts: "I am a dog! Dog!".
The transformation of the trisor was not included in the book, because Trezor turned in the evening, and the book was already sent to the printing house in the afternoon. Yes, here in half a day, so many more things happened!
In Efremov, something unusual happens every hour