Friendly Fuzzy

Fuzzy had no problem with this.

The kitties had no problem with this.

They were friendly kitties and who wouldn't want to hang with little Freddie.  He was really cute and had that tilted kitten look that could make anyone melt. They just hoped the kid wouldn't ask them to go for a swim! (At least not yet.)

Fuzzy was really confused though.  I mean who wouldn't be, really?  She couldn't figure out how Freddie ended up on the island.  It just seemed really strange bepaws the kitties were in the tropics and Fuzzy heard from Casey that Fishing Cats really weren't around there.  She had a funny feeling about this.  "What do you think happened to your mom?" she asked. "Do you have any guesses at all?"

Freddie bit down on his lip and his tail started swishing around.  "Some human grabbed her, I think," he said, "or tried too.  She just kinda pushed me away, saying get out!"

Paws's eyes were huge.  "Did she get taken by a zoo?"  he asked.

Freddie shook his head.  "I don't think so. Mom saw zoo humans before from a distance.  They saved a couple of other Fishing Cats in traps.  Mom was really scared." Then Freddie started to cry.