Sunday, March 29, 2020

Pawing To Crystal But-



          Surprisingly, the turtle-dude didn’t seem to have a problem with this, which was a good thing.   They were anxious to get away from all of the flamingos (the feeling was mutual) and the idea of looking for this cave kind of sent a chill up Paws’s spine.  This is what you call a good chill mind you.  Paws was a cat that felt no fear.  Meanwhile, Tippy wasn’t too pleased about the whole thing.
          “I don’t know why we’re pawing around,” he meowed.  “Why can’t we figure out how to get back to the gang?”
          Paws’s whiskers twitched.  “What’s the matter with you?  We can’t leave Sammie here looking for some goofy cave.”
          “Well, he’s the one that decided to run off with the turtle!”  meowed Tippy indignantly with his tail swishing  towards the direction of the turtle dude.
          The turtle dude seemed amused by the whole thing.  “Hey Sammie’s the one that wanted to keep going.  I don’t know why you cats won’t give him any props.  Maybe I should tell him that you two think he’s not that tough.”
          Paws stopped and stared at the turtle dude with his whiskers twitching.  “What are you?  Some kind of wise guy turtle?”
          That turtle dude looked like he was snickering.  “Wow do you get excited over nothing.  Let’s keep going- we’re almost there.”
          Tippy looked around and saw no path.  It seemed like they were surrounded by trees and from a distance he heard water.  “Where’s the cave at anyway?”
          “Look over to the left,” the turtle dude answered.
          Paws saw it first and meowed, “Holy meows!!!!”

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