Giant Goose Puss In Boots -

Ganderel puffed out his chest. “Fear not, little man,” he boomed. “I am Ganderel, the Goose in Boots. State your grievance.”

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 . giant goose puss in boots

As for Jacques the farmer, Ganderel made sure he was given a lifetime supply of golden corn too. Because even a vain giant goose remembers the friend who gave him good boots. Ganderel puffed out his chest

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?” State your grievance