All eyes went to Harry, who looked really confused. He legitimately looked confused. “I have no idea,” he said.
“Oh, come on!” Paws
yowled. “How could you not know? You’ve been caring for him for days.”
Paws had a great point.
How in the hell could Harry actually say something like this? How could he not know? Fuzzy found herself becoming increasingly
fuzzed-off. “You’re out of your meowing
mind,” she yowled at Harry. “You know
what’s going on.”
That’s when Tippy meowed out, “I know. I know what it was.”
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