The kitties were skeptical, and a teenaged
Hank even looked more skeptical. As a
meow of fact, it sounded like Hank was starting to act like his old self. “How do you have a plan? You’re a zebra. Zebras don’t freaking swim!”
That’s Hank. Blunt and to the point.
Frankie didn’t like that though. As a meow of fact, he got in Hank’s
face. “Do you and your buddies want to
stay here in the jungle?”
That got the fur up. As a meow of fact, Mike and Tigger were
hy-sterical. “Would you shut-up!” meowed Tigger to Hank. “I don’t want to be stuck here!”
“Why are you a picking a fight with
the dude?” Mike asked.
There was a lot of hissing and meowing
and that was driving Fuzzy crazy!
Meeeee-ow!!! She couldn’t stand it so she finally let out
a meow-shriek, “QUIET!!!!!”
Well, it was one loud meow. They all stopped and stared at her. Fuzzy knew she had to take charge. “You kitties get back on Frankie- RIGHT NOW
BEPAWS I WANT TO GET THE FUZZ OUT OF HERE!”
Did they listen to Fuzzy?
You’re meowing right they did bepaws
the cat was FUZZED OFF!!!
doodz...therz noe mezzin with gurlz when they iz mad....best listen ta fuzzy and get on a bout de journee ;) !!!
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Fuzzy you now have control and lets see where this goes
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