The kitties just stared at him, confused. “Hank???”
Paws asked. “How do you know,
Hank?”
The wolf gave a weird smile. (Yeah wolves smile, they snicker too but don’t
tell anybody!). “That’s a long
story. How do you cats know Hank?”
“I asked you first,” Paws
answered and all of them were looking at the wolf extremely interested. It was paw-mazing how many dudes Hank
knew. For a second, he wondered if Hank
had an autobiography out. Anybody ever
hear of that?
Meee-uhoh I’m digressing again…
The wolf gave another snicker. “Hank and me go way back,” he said. “I can’t figure out how he knows you cats.”
Well, the three of them really had no meowing idea. Hank was a dude that had always been around
since they were kittens but there was no way any of them were admitting it to
the wolf.
“What’s your-” Paws
was going to ask what his first name was but he was cutoff by distant howling!
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