Who Does Fuzzy Choose?

 

 

          Fuzzy felt like she got hit with a large rock.  She was dazed, confused and meowy shocked.  There’s no way that white cat meowed what she thought she heard, right?  This has to be a meowy joke.  Toni, looked just as shocked.  As a meow of fact, her mouth was on the ground and it looked like she was sucking in sand.  As a meow of fact, Toni started sneezing and chocking.  Fuzzy had to give her a whack on the back to clear her up.  “Are you okay?”  she asked Toni.

          Toni didn’t answer.  Her eyes were still on the white cat.  “How can you do that?”  she asked the white cat.

          “I have the power,” the white cat meowed.  “Fuzzy!  Make up your mind!”

          Poor Fuzzy didn’t know what to do.   It felt like her whiskers wouldn’t twitch.  Her brain was blank.  She even seemed like she forgot how to meow.  Toni was not helping bepaws she kept yowling, “Sammie!  Sammie!!”  she yowled.  “Fuzzy wish for Sammie.”

          Sammie?  Her favorite little brother?  But what about her stepdad?  Fuzzy missed her stepdad, Casey, so much.  What was she going to do?

          Who was she going to wish for?