Christmas was coming and MEEEEE-OW was
Fuzzy excited. Excited wasn’t the word
for it she was downright PURRY.
As a meow of fact, she was purring
24/7.
If you thought humans had a lot to do
you should take a look at the cat’s Christmas list! After all Fuzzy had to find gifts for her mom
(Blackie), her sister (Toni), her brothers (Tippy and Paws) and the new kitties
(Eddie and Alex). Now, before you get
your fur in an uproar, Hank the hippo was on this list too. The major question about Hank had to be:
Was he going to pop-up for Christmas? Well…drumroll…
Of course, Hank showed up for Christmas! Why wouldn’t he? Hank the hippo invented Christmas. Ha-ha, well not technically but there was no
way that Hank was going to miss Christmas.
Besides that Christmas was a great time to reunite the entire gang and
the best thing about it was that was it was time for meow-troductions there are
two new members of the gang, Eddie and Alex.
So,
this whole thing was going to be paws-itively purry!
How do you supposed to young cats are
going to react to a huge, jolly hippo?
Meeee-ow….
When Hank returned Eddie, who was a mackerel
tabby with an adventurous streak headed for the nearest maple tree,
MEEEEE-WOW. Do you really blame the
dude? After all, despite all of the
bravado, Eddie was only a year and a half and didn’t know that much about the world, so
Hank was pretty much a culture shock. As
for Alex, who was a large, white cat with spots, who was also about as old as
Eddie, literally fainted.
Poor Alex, he was somewhat on the
hysterical side anyway.
Now, Hank was somewhat stunned by
this. After all, he was a happy-go-lucky
cat and even Blackie, MEEE-OW PALS- Blackie, the mom of Fuzzy, Tippy, Toni and
Paws had to step in. Blackie, a very fluffy,
black cat with a no use for hysteria had to paw both of them into shape. “What’s the matter with you two?” she asked.
“It’s only Hank. Hank never hurt
anybody. Come down from the tree, Eddie!”
It took awhile but Eddie eventually
pawed down and he and Alex started following Eddie around in awe. “How big are you?” Eddie asked.
“You look like a freight train,” Alex
meowed.
“When did you ever see a freight
train?” Eddie asked Alex. “You never leave the kitchen bepaws you’re
afraid of missing lunch.”
Now, that caused Alex to start meowing
indignantly and that caused Hank to do his head-lowering and get in your face
thing bepaws who wants to hear Alex meow indignantly? After all the dude was known to get pounding
headaches every so often but I digress.
Back to the ‘tail,’ it’s Christmas and it was time to get jolly and Hank
was feeling it big time.
Now, what you have to understand here
is that the kitties adored Christmas.
There was everything imaginable at the house to snowmen, to reindeer,
seals, moose, cats and hippos! Meeee-what? Hippos?
Meeee-ow hippos. Fuzzy was quite
purry about her shiny purple hippos that glowed in the snow. Hank was extremely fascinated with this too
which made Fuzzy a little bit nervous.
Why?
Well,
Hank was a big dude- that’s why. Fuzzy was
afraid he’d step on them.
Hank wasn’t worried about Fuzzy
though. He was feeling too jolly. “How do they get them to light up?” he asked.
Fuzzy gave Hank that tilted head, ‘you
gotta be kiddin’ me look. “Are you meowing
serious?” she asked. “You don’t know about electricity?”
Hank gave Fuzzy a funny look. “You silly kitty,” he answered, “I’m talking
about who was the model for the hippo.”
Ah how Hank’s mind works. “I have no meowing idea,” she meowed. “You are a goofy dude.”
“He’s drunk on the Christmas punch,”
Paws announced, coming out of nowhere. “He
stuck his entire face in the bowl.”
That took a couple of seconds to sink
in. Fuzzy had made an extra large amount
of punch for all of the kitties and sprinkled it with catnip. There was no meowing way that Hank should’ve
been drinking it! She turned back to Hank,
“Did you really drink all of the Christmas punch?”
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