Fuzzy eyed Daisy suspiciously but she answered her anyway. “It’s Fuzzy.”
Baby’s whiskers twitched. She couldn’t figure out the point of the whole thing. In her mind, kittens were a little to meow-sterical! “Where’s your mom at kid?”
Fuzzy felt like crying again! Why was she always finding cats that made her cry! She missed Smokey! Smokey never made her cry. She tried to remain calm though. “Mommy’s gone!” she meowed. “She’s really gone!”
Daisy and Baby felt terrible. How could this kitten’s mommy just leave her? “Whenz da last timez you sees her?” asked Daisy.
Fuzzy was confused. She couldn’t figure out the Troutie accent but right now that was okay. She’d learn more about it soon enough. “I don’t remember,” Fuzzy meowed cautiously.
“Was it around here?” Baby asked.