Blackie was extremely indignant, which made her fit in just
right with this gang. “What do you mean
I was right?? You didn’t believe
me? Is that what you mean?”
Casey glared at Blackie.
“Would you stop getting your whiskers in a tangle!” He yowled, giving her a paw for
emphasis. “Why do you get your whiskers
so twitchy?’
“Why do you have such a big behind?” Blackie asked back, not even actually
realizing what she was doing. That was
the trouble with young kitties- they meowed before they thought. And the reason why we’re getting a little
philosophical is the fact that Casey was very sensitive about his big butt!
“Why you little pawin’ around punk!” he growled, ready to
go after Blackie but Smokey managed to actually stop him by grabbing his tail.
“You’re the one that’s a punk for getting all mad at the
kid!” Smokey meowed, looking not just serious
but flat-out meowed off. “Why can’t we
just listen to what Barney has to meow!”
That was just it- Barney was standing there tapping his paw
and looking like he was ready to explode with more information. Smokey wondered what he actually knew. “Well,” Smokey meowed, “what did you paw
through?”
barney...dood....yez pleez tell uz....what did ya findz out !! ♥♥♥
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