Talk About Your Pets

[NovoMira]

Cinderella is now 75 years old. After a fulfilling life with the now dead Prince, she happily sits upon her rocking chair, watching the world go by from her front porch, with a cat named Matt for companionship.

One sunny afternoon, out of nowhere, appeared the Fairy Godmother. Cinderella said "Fairy Godmother, what are you doing here after all these years?" The Fairy godmother replied, "Cinderella, you have lived an exemplary life since I last saw you. Is there anything for which your heart still yearns?" Cinderella was taken aback, overjoyed, and after some thoughtful consideration, and almost under her breath she uttered her first wish: "I wish I were wealthy beyond comprehension. Instantly, her rocking chair was turned into solid gold. Cinderella was stunned. Matt, her old faithful cat, jumped off her lap and scampered to the edge of the porch, quivering with fear.

Cinderella said, "Oh thank you, Fairy Godmother.
The Fairy Godmother replied, "It is the least I can do. What
does your heart want for your second wish?" Cinderella looked down at her  frail body, and said, "I wish I were young and full of the beauty of youth  again". At once, her wish became reality, and her beautiful youthful visage
returned. Cinderella felt stirrings inside her that had been dormant for years. A long- forgotten vigor and vitality began to course through her.

Then the Fairy Godmother again spoke, "You have one more wish, what shall you have?" Cinderella looks over to the frightened cat in the corner and says, "I wish for you to transform Matt, my old cat, into a kind and handsome young man." Magically, Matt suddenly underwent so fundamental a change in his biological make-up that, when complete he stood before her, a man so beautiful! the likes of which neither she nor the world had ever seen. The Fairy Godmother again spoke, "Congratulations, Cinderella.
Enjoy your new life." And, with a blazing shock of bright blue
electricity, she was gone. For a few eerie moments, Matt and Cinderella looked into each other's eyes. Cinderella sat, breathless, gazing at the most stunningly perfect man she had ever seen.

Then Matt walked over to Cinderella, who sat transfixed in her rocking chair, and held her close in his young muscular arms. He leaned in close, blowing her golden hair with his warm breath as he whispered:

"Bet you're sorry you neutered me now..."
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