Now, this should be meowy interesting. Fuzzy looked at Tigger waiting for some kind
of big newsflash. “Well?” she asked.
“Who is he?”
Tigger was majorly excited at this point. “I heard this story about a cat stealing
Santa’s hat!” He started jumping up and
down. “It was you!” he meowed looking at a guilty-looking Johnny. “I know it was you! I can tell by the look on your face!”
How did Johnny respond?
He took off that’s what.
He was gone- poof- boom- bam- like he wasn’t even there in the first
place. Fuzzy’s whiskers were in
overdrive. “What in the meow is up with
that?” she yowled. “Who would want to steal Santa’s hat???”
dood....iz yur earz cold...thatz why ewe kneadz a hat !!??☺☺♥♥
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