Hank's Ready To Go!

 

      The kitties watched Hank roll around like the big, goofy drunk hippo that he was.  Poor Fuzzy plopped on her butt and just twitched her whiskers.  How in the meow were they supposed to snap Hank out of this? 

          After about 10 minutes, Hank sat up as calm as can be.  It was like that drunk laugh fit didn’t exist!!!  “What are you cats looking at?”  he asked.

          The whiskers were in override by this point.  “What in the meow is the matter with you?”  asked Paws.  “What did you act so goofy for?”

          Hank made one of those weird noises that meant he didn’t take the question to seriously.  “You kitties are a bunch of goofs.  How about we quit the questions, get out of this ice box and head for the beach!”