The Story of Frankenella

Once upon a time in a land far far away, there was a little pink dog called Frankenella.

He lived with his two ugly step-dogs Boris...

and Bela.

Boris and Bela picked on Frankenella because he was different. He didn't like to bark, or chase his tail, or eat pigs ears, or sniff people where they didn't want to be sniffed.

Frankenella was much happier lying in the sun, purring, and grooming his fur. But when he did these things, Boris and Bela made fun of him. Frankenella was very unhappy.

Frankenella

"Oh, what is wrong with me?" he lamented. "Why am I not like other dogs? Why can't the world just let me eat fish in peace?"

Ziggy, the fairy godcat

Just then, a beautiful fairy appeared. "Don't worry, Frankenella," the fairy said. "I am your fairy godcat, Ziggy. I can help you find your inner cat and be truly happy."

Then, with a wave of his magic wand, Ziggy made Frankenella a beautiful ball gown.

Frankenella and the glam mice

And he took five ratty old mice and turned them into glittery mice dressed in some very glam animal prints.

Then, Ziggy waved his wand again and *POOF*

the party bus

...there suddenly appeared a magical party bus.

The mice leapt on the party bus like little coachmen in leopard-skin livery. Ziggy the fairy godcat led Frankenella into the back of the party bus.

"Where am I going?" Frankenella asked, worried as usual.

"You'll see," nodded Ziggy sagely as he waved good-bye.

After a long ride (the glam mice fought over who should drive), they finally arrived at a big, fancy castle. When Frankenella went inside, a dapper gentlecat in military uniform came up and asked him to dance.

"But I'm a dog," Frankenella exclaimed.

"That's okay here," said Colonel Nosegay. "This is a place where dogs like you can be yourselves."

Could it be true? Frankenella wondered. It seemed too much to hope for.

But sure enough, when he looked out on the dance floor, he saw another dog from the neighborhood, Swanky Ken, slow-dancing with a gingercat. He watched with a thrill of excitement as the gingercat dipped Swanky Ken.

And there was Big Yellow Bob, enjoying himself with a sleek black cat. (Frankenella was embarrassed to see, however, that Bob apparently got his gown from the very same fairy godcat.)

"This truly is a marvelous place," whispered Frankenella to himself.

Prince Odin

And then, across the floor, his eyes caught those of a handsome young Scandinavian prince.

Wonder of wonders! The Prince came over and asked Frankenella to dance with him!

They danced and danced, and when when they got tired they sat and talked.

Odin and Frankenella

It was a wonderful evening. Frankenella could meow and purr and cuddle to his heart's content.

Oh yeah,

And they lived happily ever after.

The end.