Sammy
still looked worried though. “I’m not so
sure about that,” he said. “We should go
look for them!”
The
second he said that though, Paws and Tippy emerged from the tropical woods running
at full speed. They ran right by the
gang without a meow which left Fuzzy, Toni and Sammy just staring with whiskers
twitching. What in the meow was going on
here? Finally, Fuzzy snapped out of the
haze. “Hey guys! Where are you going?”
No
answer. They were gone. What is up with this? Fuzzy looked at Sammy. “You have any theories about this?”
Before he could answer a bigger jaguar
emerged and was headed right towards them!
“MEEEEEE-OOOOOOOOW!!!” Fuzzy yowled
taking off, along with Toni who made such a strange sound that Fuzzy didn’t get
where it came from. Fuzzy headed for
some kind of strange tree and Toni found a log.
How she got her chubby body in the log is a mystery but meee-wow I
digress.
“Come down!” Sammy yowled up to Fuzzy. “It’s okay.”
“You gotta be pullin’ my tail,” Fuzzy
answered.
“No it’s okay,” Sammy said,
happily. “This is my dad.”
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