Chapter One

So, let me introduce you to BarCat.

I am BarCat, a cat who lives in a bar. I have a habit of stealing drinks from humans. I also scrounge for leftover food and drinks as well. As you can guess, I have nothing to do with mice but everything to do with being drunk most of the time. And eating really well.

One evening, Bastet came into the bar. No one recognized her but me. I gave her a bow out of respect that is due to my goddess. She smiled. I swiped the drink the bartender had just placed on the bar for the waitress to pick up and pushed it over to her. She smiled again and sat on the barstool, scratching my chin and drinking her drink.

She only stayed for one drink. Before she left, she looked me straight in the eyes, then whispered in my ear. I was a little stunned. Bastet then gave me a good scratch under the chin and left.

I was given two gifts that night. One was to be able to understand humans. Well, human speach. No one really understands humans. The second gift is to grant wishes. No limits, no directions, just this ability to say yes or no to human wishes. I can also embelish their wishes as I see fit.

I did not understand what that meant at the time. Still, after two weeks of sitting at the bar and listening, watching TV, and paying attention, I realized what Bastet gave me. Not sure if this is good or bad. But I got ideas.  I cannot speak, but now I can listen and understand.

This is a bar, and people bring all sorts of baggage with them. This can get pretty interesting. Be careful what you wish for. You just may get it. After all, I am a cat, and I am usually drunk.

So the fun begins.