The Crystal Stream

 

          Fuzzy was in awe of the crystal stream it was so still and the water, pawviously, was so pure.  Sammie though, couldn’t stop drinking from it and Fuzzy was in awe that Sammie could drink without something happening.  From behind, Toni yowled, “What in the meow is that?”

          Sammie lifted his head up and looked back at Toni.  “I needed that.”

          “How did you know it was here?”  asked Fuzzy staring at her reflection.  “Meeee-ow this is purr-fect.”

          “I just knew,” Sammie answered.  “I had to have some.”

          Fuzzy leaned down to take a drink and Sammie pulled her back.  “Don’t do that!!!”

          Fuzzy, now on her butt, was indignant.  “What in the meow did you do that for?”

          “You shouldn’t even be here,” he meowed and guess what?

          The second he meowed that the ground started shaking.