Monday, October 26, 2020

Smelly Hank

 

          The kitties couldn’t believe it.  Hank couldn’t even comment.  Paws just laid there shaking, shrieking and just looking downright weird.  Then he started spinning around like a top- FASTER- FASTER-FASTER…then WHACK!  He slammed himself against Hank’s legs which sent him toppling on his butt, which caused the road to shake…

          MEEEE-WOW!!!

          The funny thing was that three seconds after Paws hit Hank’s leg his neck popped up like nothing happened.  “What’s going on?”  he asked.

          The kitties were shocked, amazed, confused and kind of ticked-off but Hank beat them to any reaction. 

          He stood up and literally got in Paws’s face.  Just imagine it, a very large Hank the hippo screaming at a cat.  No one was sure if it ever happened before but mee-wow the dude was angry.  “WHAT IN THE *$@* IS THE MATTER WITH YOU??  YOU DOPE- YOU COULD’VE BROKEN MY LEG!”

          Surprisingly, Paws’s reaction to literally being hippo’d was, “Were you eating garlic?”

          Shocked, Hank backed away.  “What kind of question is that?”

          “Well, you have bad breath,” Paws meowed.

          “Maybe he wanted to make sure he was protected from vampires,” Toni meowed, trying to be cute and of course, she was trying to lighten the mood.

          “Vampires don’t go after hippos,” Hank said in disgust.

          “They’re not going to now with that bad breath,” Paws answered, getting up. 

          Fuzzy thought she was going to explode.  “Why did you come up here and act crazy?”

“You were possessed,” Toni meowed again.  “You had to have been possessed.”

Paws looked at her strangely.  “What does that even mean?”

Her eyes turned into saucers.  “I dunno,” she meowed.  “That’s what they always say when the human watches those horror movies.”

Fuzzy, who was usually a very pleasant cat, seemed like she was going to blow her ‘fuzz.’  “Why did you come up here and act crazy?”  she asked Paws.

“What did I do?”  he asked.

“Tippy, show him,” Fuzzy demanded.

“No way,” he answered.  “I’m not making Hank mad.”

“You came up here spinning, yowling, chasing your tail and almost crippled me,” yelled a garlicky Hank. 

Toni, Fuzzy and Tippy were staring at Hank, amazed.  “You do smell like garlic,” Tippy meowed.  “Did you eat pizza?”

Hank was ready to snort but Paws meowed, “I don’t know what happened. I don’t remember.”

1 comment:

  1. hank...dood...just saying.....but vampirez doez knot care who they a tax....they bee crazed like that...vampirez ~~~~ WHOA !

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