On the Run

 

All eyes went to a very handsome, sleek Mrs. Lion, who, at first seemed to look on the mellow side but her eyes widened at the sight of Frankie and she started breaking into a run.  Mrs. Lion’s presence kind of scared the fur off of Toni, who by some miracle, did a flying leap onto Frankie’s back. Frankie didn’t have any time to complain (which would’ve been natural since she is a chub) but he took off so fast that everybody had to hang on claw style until they fell off.

Yeah, yeah, I know.  How can Frankie pull this off considering Toni was a chub and all of the other kitties except for Tippy weren’t exactly on the skinny side.  However, it didn’t matter.  Frankie, somehow, some way did manage to outrun Mrs. Lion but everyone knew deep down that those little lions probably had a lot to do with it.  Ah well, it didn’t matter bepaws Frankie had collapsed?

Wait a meow minute!  He collapsed. 

Oh don’t get your fur in a burr.  He was just tired.  The kitties waited  for a few minutes and slid down his back, astonished at where they were.