So, Where's The Lynx?

 

          Fuzzy fell on her butt with this news.  What in the meow is up with that?  Santa wouldn’t be able to deliver gifts?  This was meowing crazy.  “We gotta get that hat,” Fuzzy meowed.

          “How are you going to pull that off, mate?”  asked Mike.  “The lynx is gone.”

          “And meeee-ow the dude was fast too!”  Tigger added.

          “There’s no way that he completely disappeared,” Fuzzy meowed.  “He has to be around somewhere.”

          Mike and Tigger looked at her like she was crazy.  “Who are you kidding?” Tigger asked.  “There’s no way that we’re going to find that dude.”

          That’s when all meowing was out the window when a familiar voice yelled from on top of the hill.  “Fuzzy, Mike and Tigger did you guys see that fast lynx?’