Over the Edge

 

 

          Fuzzy was feeling that sudden rush of adventure and Sammy kept laboring to get closer to Charlotte.  However, she noticed that the poor dude was getting really tired.  Maybe he could use a little extra motivation, so out came one of her claws and she poked it towards Sammy’s butt.

          “Yowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwl!”  he howling, moving faster and getting within a whisker-length of Charlotte but for some meowy reason it seemed like she got faster as they approached an even bigger hill.

          Fuzzy felt the fur go up.  “She’s headed for that hill!!!!  You gotta stop!”

          “I can’t!!!”  he yelled.  “Hold on!” 

          “It’s too big!  It’s too big!”  Fuzzy yowled, watching Charlotte go over it.  “It looks like one of those skiing hills that humans use!” 

          Sammy wasn’t listening or stopping so Fuzzy scrunched down and found herself falling forward as she sailed over the hill with Sammy.

          “MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!”