Smokey couldn’t believe she asked such a dopey question. “How in the meow would I know?” she asked.
“You mean that she didn’t meow anything to you?” she asked.
“Why in the meow would she?” Smokey responded.
“Meee-ow,” Baby bellowed with her whiskers twitching. “Okay, what do we do? I guess we better go find her.”
Smokey was bewilderedly bewildered by this! “Where do we go? We don’t even know what FUZZ station she went too!”
“FUZZ?” bellowed a loud meow. “Who’s in trouble with the FUZZ?”
Now, where did that meow come from? Oh just take a guess- all of the kitties were there from Casey to the Mayor to Blackie, along with a group of black and gold cats who Smokey and Baby never saw before. As a matter of fact, the group was so big they looked like they were in a parade. “What are you guys doin’ here?” asked Smokey.
Boomer answered with a, “What happened to Daisy? Where’s Daisy?”
Casey was interested too. “Yeah, what happened to her?”