Toni's a Goof

 

      Frankie stuck his head in and his eyes widened at the baby lions.  “Holy hooves!”  he yowled.  “These guys shouldn’t be here!  Get on my back- we have to get out of here.”

          Fuzzy didn’t want to hear that.  “Why?”

          “I don’t want to be dinner,” he answered impatiently as she climbed on, reluctantly.  “Okay, is everyone here?”

          “I wanna stay with the lions!”  yowled a defiant Toni, who sounded like a temper tantrum kitten.  “They’re really cute.”

          “I know they’re cute butterball,” Frankie yelled, “but their mom is going to kick your butt.”

          “No, she won’t,” Toni answered, acting very bratty and chubby-fied.  You have to admit, Toni had her moments.  She got into these weird moods where she thought the planets revolved around her.

          “Well, you’re about to find out, you dope,” Tippy answered from Frankie’s back, “bepaws here she comes.”