Is Sammie Gone?

 

          No one could see Sammie!  Holy meows where was he? 

          “Come on!  Come on!”  yowled Mike from a distance.  “We need to get out of here.”

          “But Sammie’s not around!”  Paws yowled.  “We can’t find him!” 

          Fuzzy was just staring at all of the strange looking cats and their ghost-looking appearances.  Was Sammie in there?  Maybe she should go and see- she was the oldest after all and well, she helped raise him after all.  She was ready to paw towards the group but she felt a yank on the tail. 

          “What are you doing???”  Tigger had actually came back.  “You can’t go there.  If Sammie’s not around then they took him!  Come on!  Come on!  We need to go!”

          Fuzzy just stared at him and didn’t meow at all when he pulled her away and she noticed Paws was backing up too.  “I don’t see him!”  Paws yowled.  “He’s not here.”

          “Let go of my tail,” Fuzzy yowled to Tigger.

          “Forget it,” he meowed.  “We have to get to that hippo and get out of here.”

          Fuzzy felt like crying.  How could Sammie be gone?  He just returned to them.  What in the meow were they going to do?