The Fixed Cat




An old lady is rocking away the last of her days on her front porch, reflecting on her
long life, when--all of a sudden--a fairy godmother appears in front of her and informs
her that she will be granted three wishes.

"Well, now," says the old lady, "I guess I would like to be really rich."

POOF!

Her rocking chair turns to solid gold.

"And, gee, I guess I wouldn't mind being a young, beautiful princess."

POOF!

She turns into a beautiful young woman.

"Your third wish?" asked the fairy godmother.

Just then the old woman's cat wanders across the porch in front of them.

"Ooh--can you change him into a handsome prince?" she asks.

POOF!

There before her stands a young man more handsome than anyone could possibly imagine.

She stares at him, smitten. With a smile that makes her knees weak, he saunters across
the porch and whispers in her ear:

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