Daisy was so overwhelmed that it took her about 3 minutes to wiggle, squirm and get her butt up. She, literally, pushed him so hard that he knocked Darlene over, who fell into Joey, who preceded to fall into Casey. Domino kitties!!!
It wasn’t pretty.
In the meantime, Casey was getting somewhat ‘fuzzed’ off. (That’s a better word that fuck, right?) The term ‘fuzzed off’ (paw-viously) came from the Fuzz and the rest of the kitties found the phrase meowy appealing.
Pawing right along…
Casey’s whiskers went into overdrive. He pulled the Mayor up by his chest fur (meee-ouch). “What in the meow is the matter with you?”
It was downright weird how stoned the Mayor actually was. Catnip highs usually disappeared in a flash but this stuff had one meow of a kick. At this point, the Mayor actually looked like he was going to cry. “Don’tz yells at me!” he pleaded.
Casey loosened his grip, so he could stand on his own. “Pal, you better go lay down and relax. You need to get your head on straight.”
Everyone waited for some crazy argument but the next thing you know, he fell back on the ground and started snoring…