Flying Smokey

         

          Now, who would’ve ever thought that a 3-legged cat could fly so high but somehow she was yanked down by her tail by Casey, who used Barney and Baby as a step ladder, so Smokey ended up going splat right on Hank’s butt!

          “OUCH!!!”  Hank yowled.  “That stung.”

          Smokey was seeing stars and then her whiskers started twitching furiously.  She glared at Casey.  “What in the meow did you do that for?”

          “What are you,” Casey asked, “stoned on catnip?  You were going to end up getting washed out to sea.”

          Smokey, pawviously, knew that he was right but she wasn’t going to mention it.  So, she grumbled and waved a paw at Dori who happened to be swimming  and jumping on Hank’s right.

          “Sorry Smokey!”  Dori called.  “Don’t be mad.”

          Now, you know Smokey.  She was a good-natured kitty at heart.  “No problem,” she meowed.  As Smokey leaned back to enjoy the ride she heard Hank yell, “Uh-oh!!!”