At least you're not spayed

Sounds like a good name.

Mrs. Jenkins makes some, and while it's cooling you tuck in.

She walks in to see a white Persian cat turn into a seven year old boy.

Oh well. You tell her the story about how you were enchanted by a pie (neglecting the part about it being her pie). You toss in a Dickensian story about being raised in an orphanage. Wow, you even start sniveling on demand. She takes pity on you and promises to take care of you.

Things could be worse- but first grade is no more fun the second time around. And you're always very nice to cats.

Written by Oberon

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