The Mayor picked up Fuzzy by the back of the neck and gave her the once over. “You iz for real kid?”
“How come you meow funny?” asked the Fuzz.
The Mayor thought this was the funniest thing ever. He started howling like a hyena and dropped a very indignant Fuzzy on her butt. The Mayor went on and on for about two minutes until Boomer had to tell him to stop it.
Fuzzy, meanwhile, was very upset. Wouldn’t you be? It was hard enough being a kitten anyway. Who really needed some fat cat laughing at her anyway. During the laugh-fest she stormed off. The Mayor even had to call out, “Fuzzy!”
As a matter of fact all of the cats were calling her then, out of nowhere, the Mayor went, “Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-yowwwwwwwwwwwwl!” And he jumped about two feet in the air!
Fuzzy had snuck behind the Mayor and bit his tail in pure Pac-Man style causing and she was sitting there was a smug look on her face. The other kitties couldn’t believe it, considering no one really took on the Mayor in a long time, especially as someone as small as little Fuzzy.
Casey was impressed. “You little kitty you.”