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