“Izba, I don’t know how many times I’ve told you. ‘Don’t Touch It.’ Yet here you are playing with the goblin fart, again,” said the wise woman.
“I can’t help it, Ursala. I like to see it change color when I roll it around,” replied the cat.
“Shoo now off with you,” the wise woman said. “I’ll tell Franny you need a good dose of cod liver oil.”
“Yuck! I’m leaving. I might return and abscond with it one day,” the cat teased. Then, the cat slipped out the door.
“Children with toys, those witches,” remarked Ursala, then returned to her dusty.
“With jars of toad livers, salamander tongues, and a thousand other knick-knacks. One is bound to have a house full of bottles that need dusting,” mumbled the wise woman.
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