“It waz supposeds to be in English you
dumb kitty!” the Mayor yowled, crinkling
up the paper into a big ball and throwing it at him. It bounced off his head. “You iz da one whos probably didz dat!”
“You’re stoned on catnip!” yowled Casey giving him a look that sent
somewhat of a chill down Smokey’s
back. “Don’t ever hit me again!” he warned.
“Why youz arrogant, stuck-up, pun-“
the Mayor tried to charge at Casey but Daisy pulled his tail back.
“You calms down,” she meowed. “Don’ts you worries bepaws we don’t really
needs dat list!”
“Meeee-huh?” They both asked.
Daisy gave both of them a look of pure
disgust. “Come on boys, can’t you hear?”
The Mayor and Casey were literally
brain dead for about two seconds but off in a distance all of them heard
roars. The second that happened, both
became excited. “Holy meows!” Casey yowled.
“We found one!”
The Mayor was excited but a little
skeptical, “You really thinks so?”
Before anyone could say anything, a
familiar voice said, “Yep, you kitties found one!”
what did we find !!!!!!!!!!!! ☺☺♥
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