Giant Goose Puss In Boots =link= File

Ganderel had inherited a pair of worn leather boots from a travelling shoemaker who had once taken shelter under his wing. The boots were scuffed, too small for the goose’s webbed feet, but Ganderel crammed them on anyway. In the cracked leather, he felt dapper. He felt distinguished .

Ganderel looked down at his muddy, now thoroughly ruined boots. “A new pair,” he said. “Taller. Shinier. Perhaps with a brass buckle.” giant goose puss in boots

The bandits laughed—until Ganderel spread his wings. Each wing spanned the length of a small boat. He charged, honking a war cry that shook the leaves from the trees. With one mighty sweep of his neck, he sent three bandits tumbling into the pig trough. With a single stomp of a booted foot, he flattened their stolen cart of corn. Ganderel had inherited a pair of worn leather

But as he turned to leave, the spiteful fairy appeared in a swirl of thorns. “Fool! No one breaks my curse!” she shrieked. She raised her wand to turn Ganderel into a snail. He felt distinguished

“If you succeed,” the king announced to the court, “you shall have half my kingdom and the princess’s hand in marriage.”

The king wept with joy. He offered the goose a golden trough and the promised corn. The princess, who turned out to be a practical young woman, asked only one thing: “May I keep the goose?”