In which a house spirit is not always something you want in the house

 Moving Day (Holland)

There was once a family who were tormented by a terrible kobold, who soured the butter, burnt the bread, and tied the tails of the cows into knots. 

Nothing they would do or say would appease this little troublemaker, no sweet porridge or honeyed bread would calm it, and so at last they determined to move away from their home and leave the kobold to the next inhabitant.

They quietly packed up all their possessions, from their boots to their pots, from their hats to their pans, and when all was loaded onto a cart, took up the reins and made to leave. 

But before they could go, they heard the sound of a tiny voice, high up on the cart, and when they looked they saw the kobold there, laughing and jumping up-and-down with delight.

“Look at us!” said the little fellow, “we are moving today!”

And so they unpacked everything again, and stayed. 

Domovoi, A Spirit Of The House by Ivan Jakovlevich Bilibin