The Trouble with Faerie Dust

“Mom? So when does this Faerie dust wear off anyway?” Dobby asks, entering the den. Looking down at the orange tabby, Mom notices that not only is Dobby still glowing but a pulsating has added itself to the glow.

“Well that's up to you kitty.”

“Huh?” Dobby sits in front of Mom with his tail sweeping back and forth in an agitated manner.

“Faerie dust is a unique ingredient when it comes to magic. The power of the dust can be increased with certain emotions, usually negative ones. That goes back to Ancient Faerie when as TP says 'we were waaaay meaner.' With more positive emotions, the magic evens out and becomes a positive energy that can easily be absorbed into the environment. Because your glow has not gotten softer but gained brightness and started pulsating a bit, is that you, kitty, are not accepting that what you did was wrong, but are angry with me for suspecting the possibility and planning ahead. You are probably irritated with yourself for getting caught and are trying to plan it again for success because once you find out you aren't successful you tend to work that much harder to gain that success.”

“You wouldn't want me to be a quitter would you?” Dobby asks.

“You are your Mom's cat and it be impossible for you to quit after the first try. Besides you usually learn your lesson the second time not the first.”

“Did I learn that from you too?”

Mom leans over and looks at Dobby closely. “Looks at my knees from where you are sitting kitty? There is one faint scar on each knee.”

“How did you do that?”

“The first one I was running in the house when I six and cut my knee on something sharp when I fell.

The second one I happened when I was seven and a half. I was running the same path, through the same house when I fell and cut the other knee in the same way. I'm 42 years old and I still run in the house. What does that tell you?”

“You are a very slow learner.” Dobby says with great seriousness. “I'm just a wee bit smarter, Mom.”

“You shouldn't have any problems getting it to stop then.”

“Getting what to stop?”

“You are glowing, pulsating and now you are changing colors. Did you know that you look awfully cute as a neon pink tabby? It brings out your eyes.”