Fuzzy Hits the Beach

 

          Beach?  Beach???  Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!  Sun, sand and warmth!  It was time for some fun and all kitties were happy to climb on Hank’s back and head for sun and fun.  The funny thing about Hank was that he seemed to be picking up cats along the way.  I don’t know how this happened considering the gang had been north for so long but it seemed like that any kitty imaginable happened to know that Hank the hippo was coming back from the north looking for some fun. 

          Paw-vioulsy, Hank has a huge fanclub.

          Fuzzy couldn’t believe it.  There were black cats, yellow ones and spotted ones.  Fuzzy exchanged meows with cats who paw-viously knew her but had no clue who they were.  It didn’t matter though.  Everyone was all purry and happy and meeee-ow it was just so great to feel some sun on her fur.

          As Fuzzy looked at the ocean, her whiskers twitched and tails swished.  What in the meow was she going to do first???