Thousands of years ago, a girl wished all

Thousands of years ago, a girl wished all dragons could be housecats. Now, many years later, the magic is fading. You notice it as your little ball of fluff is becoming less soft..

and has set your home ablaze while you were out buying a lotto ticket. Searching for the cat-dragon culprit seems like a good idea if you're ever able to douse the flames. Pets are

fun, especially for kids but not all animals make good pets. The cat-dragon is a good example of this. Cute when a baby, and great at toasting marshmallows in the backyard but

people always say, "what DID the cat-dragon? Get it? Drag IN? Hyew hyew hyew!" and you want to slap the living daylights out of them. So you are forced to send the poor cat-dragon

to a shelter specially designed to hold cat-dragons. Poor Luther the cat-dragon. You will miss him, but he has to go. He is in grave danger, the Mob Boss wants his head on a wall!

So Luther the cat-dragon went down to the shelter, a small warehouse on the outskirts of town. But one of the Mob Boss's agents managed to tail him with a telescopic bubble machine

gun. POP! POP! POP! The bubble machine gun fired furiously at Luther the cat-dragon. Luther pretended to be dead and crashed into the warehouse. The Mob Boss's agent slowly stood

And signalled it was time to fold stories. Luther was happy to have a break from crashing into warehouses. The car was totalled and needed to be fixed asap if he was to keep a job.

Then the Repairmanmammanman appeared with his magic hammer of choice, and said "HULK SMASH!"

Then I remembered that cat this morning. It keeps raising its hands up in the air and nobody knows why. I remembered because now I see a cheetah that does the same & catches birds.