Mrs. Wilson sighed, still stroking the cat. "You know, I wish you could talk back to me. Then maybe ..." She stopped suddenly, as the small black cat began to glow. "Oh my word!" she yelled out in shock. Was the poor little thing radioactive or something?
When the cat stopped glowing, it returned to slurping its milk, as if nothing had happened.
"What happened?" Mrs. Wilson asked.
The cat suddenly stopped drinking its milk and looked up at her. "I just granted your wish," it said.
Mrs. Wilson fainted.
