ble and to take human form.

3. When a dragon dies it’s body would instantly disintegrate leaving no trace.

In the centuries that followed the bad dragons were one by one wiped out. The last one was killed by the mighty St. Urho of Finland with a pasty as recorded in the Finnish Epic Poem St. Urho Dragon Slayer.

The good dragons flew on but humans for the most part didn’t know they were there, invisibility is a wonderful thing. They walked among humans in human form and called no attention to themselves. In time they became in the minds of men simply legends.

But, my friends the dragons are still here. How do I know? Well one English dragon named Bob, well what name did you expect, was a good friend of my grandfather James. He told James the story and let him see him as a dragon. When James came to America Bob flew over as well. He got here ahead of James.  Once he was settled in my grandfather raised chickens just so Bob could have some. When I was a little boy my grandfather introduced me to Bob. Bob flew by the farm and ended my goose problem.

I still see him now and then. He stopped by the other day and I took him to Arby’s for lunch. Even in human form he eats an awful lot.

He said it was ok to tell you this story because like all humans you won’t believe it anyway.