And so Ganderel the Giant Goose in Boots lived in the castle courtyard, wearing his magnificent boots every day, occasionally scaring off bandits, but mostly napping in the sun and demanding that servants polish his buckles.
The farmer was a poor man, but he had a gift: his late wife had been a cobbler. That night, by candlelight, Jacques measured Ganderel’s enormous webbed feet and stitched a magnificent pair of boots—tall, black, polished like a mirror, with silver buckles that caught the moonlight. giant goose puss in boots
From the back of the hall, a loud HONK echoed. Ganderel waddled forward in his gleaming boots. And so Ganderel the Giant Goose in Boots