Johnny looked so shocked
that Fuzzy had to give a laugh/purr. “ Meee-ow,
don’t worry about it. “It’s nice to meet
you, I’m Fuzzy.”
Johnny gave Fuzzy a goofy look. “You sure are.”
“No, seriously,” she meowed. “That’s my name- Fuzzy.”
Mike and Tigger started laugh purring and, eventually so
did Johnny. Fuzzy’s whiskers
twitched. “You can hang with us if you
want too.”
“Sounds great,” Johnny answered eyeing Mike and
Tigger. “Did we meet?” he asked them.
Mike was dumbstruck and Tigger’s whiskers twitched. “I don’t think so, mate,” Tigger
answered.
“Are you sure?”
Johnny asked.
Fuzzy eyed Mike and Tigger with her whiskers twitching
too. What in the meow was up with
this? Was there a story here these boys
never meowed about? “What’s up with this
fellas?” she asked.
Mike looked astounded.
“No clue,” he answered. “I have
no meowing clue.”
Tigger was looking at Johnny kind of strangely. “Wait a meow-minute,” he meowed. “I think I know who you are.”
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