But these cats weren’t listening! It was one of those things that you knew they were listening but acted like they didn’t. Meow-meow I know! That didn’t make any sense. Again, it was Casey he was feeling somewhat on the grumpy side and who knew for sure how to really calm him down.
Baby was starting to look purr-ty annoyed by now. “What’s the matter with you?” she asked Casey. “Your fur get sunburned?”
He looked at Baby with contempt. “I dunno why you’re sticking up for them,” he meowed, waving his paw at the Trouties. “They could’ve gotten you in big trouble.”
For some reason that got Baby all huffy and puffy. “I can take care of myself,” she meowed at him.
“You’re all wind,” he replied turning back to the Trouties. “Now, with you kitties, what in the meow are you going to do about Daisy?”
None of them seemed that interested. As a matter of fact they seemed kind of on the purry side. “We wuz thinkin’ big pawty,” Boomer meowed. “Then we mightz have to go backs home for awhile.”
Smokey was now, officially, mad, “What do you mean by that?”