Escape Via Walrus

 

          This was meowy weird.  What in the meow was he doing here and how in the meow did he know how to find them?  Meee-ow there was no time for questions though.  They had to get off the island now and the walrus, paw-viously, knew it.

          The walrus gave a strange leap and landed on the island.  “Get on,” he said.  “Hurry get on.”

          This was weird.  How in the meow did they know that this would be safe?

Fuzzy felt a little uneasy but when the other kitties jumped on the back she jumped on it too. This all happened in a matter of seconds and soon the walrus was in the water.

          Sammie was the one who started the barrage of questions.  “What in the meow are you doing here?”

          “Where’s Hank?”  asked Fuzzy.

          “Where are we going?”  Mike yowled, sounding really nervous.

          “Relax,” the walrus called back to them.  “It’s okay- I have to take you to your friend Hank though because he’s in big trouble.”

          This got the whiskers on alert and Fuzzy’s tail even shot up in the air.  “What do you mean?”

          “He’s sick,” the walrus answered, “and we need to track him down FAST!”