Vultures Everywhere!

 

Vultures.  There were vultures in the sky and meeee-ow were they creepy!  There were a lot of them in the air and it seemed like more and more were joining them.  What in the meow was going on?  Well, whatever it was they spooked Frankie bepaws he came to a complete stop and so did Hank.

Fuzzy wasn’t amused.  “What are you doing dude????” 

Frankie wasn’t saying anything.  As a meow of fact, he was shaking.  His voice seemed like he disappeared.  In the meantime, Hank was just watching the air, fascinated.  It was like he was being hypnotized.  The whole thing was just meowy weird. 

“Frankie- come on dude say something!” Fuzzy yowled.

          The rest of the kitties started squirming.  “Come on!  Get going!”  Paws meowed.

          “I hate vultures,” Frankie said under his breath. 

          “Where did they all come from?”  Tigger asked, completely fascinated and why would he and Mike be fascinated?  They had never seen vultures before.

          “How would I know?”  Frankie grumbled.  “I’m no bird expert.”

          The second he said that, one flew down and landed on a rock right in front of them!