Well, as you know from yesterday, you know that when Hank puts
his foot down- he puts it down. Besides
that, he was angry- REALLY ANGRY.
“Look, you kitties aren’t going anywhere,” he said, “this
is a job for me and Howie. We’d be busy trying
to keep you safe.”
“But-but-” stammered Paws.
Hank opened his mouth to cut Paws off and believe me that
had had a better impact then someone holding up a paw but I digress. “If me and Howie aren’t back in a month then
you’ll know that something happened.”
All of the kitties were just staring at each other with
whiskers straight out. Kitties that didn’t
even know Hank were watching this with awe.
They had the feeling they were watching something historic and I guess
in a way they were.
“Come on, Howie,” he said, “let’s go find our mom.”
“You’ll be with me the whole time right, Hank?” he asked.
He gave his brother a headbutt. “Absolutely, buddy,” he said, as a big wave
came in and with that-
They were gone…
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