Well, what was Fuzzy’s plan?
Answer: She didn’t have one.
Now, before you get your whiskers all twitchy and before you start yowling and screeching consider the fact that she was ONLY A KITTEN. Granted, smart enough to get away from the mess that caused the demise of Smokey and that other cat but she, again, was only a kitten.
And it wasn’t easy being cute and fuzzy with no meow coming out of the system.
Fuzzy, actually, got to the city rather quickly, which was surprising enough since she had stubby legs and a lot of sand in her claws. Sand in the claws is annoying, right? I mean meee-ow it’s hard to shake it out!
Fuzzy, as of this moment, was on the outskirts of the city (right by the beach in case you forgot). She was looking at it, amazed at the buildings and just shocked at what happened in the last few days. She really missed that gray kitty with the three legs!