Nosy Burd

 

          That’s when the vulture looked back down at the guys and said, “Don’t I know you cats from somewhere?”

          The kitties looked at each other in confusion.  How in the meow could they know some kind of big ‘burd?’  For a second, Fuzzy thought about her stepdad, Casey, did he know this ‘burd?’  Well, she’d think about it later.  One thing’s for sure Fuzzy didn’t remember the name Jake. 

          “We never saw you before,” Fuzzy said, trying to look tough but, in reality, Fuzzy was too damned cute to look tough.

          That answer seemed to satisfy Jake.  His head turned back to Frankie.

“What are you doing in this part of the area?”  he asked again.

          “Why are you so nosy?”  huffed an indignant Hank who wanted to get going.  After all, who wanted to spend more time with a ‘burd?’ 

          Jake looked down at Hank, literally getting in his face.  That was enough to make the little dude step back.  “Don’t you worry about it little dude.”

          That shut-up Hank.  Jake went back to looking at Frankie, waiting for an explanation.

          “I’m helping the gang here get home,” Frankie answered.

          Jake looked amused by this.  “How in the hell are you going to do that?”