A FUZZY Group

          Smokey couldn’t believe she asked such a dopey question.  “How in the meow would I know?”  she asked.

          “You mean that she didn’t meow anything to you?”  she asked.

          “Why in the meow would she?”  Smokey responded. 

          “Meee-ow,” Baby bellowed with her whiskers twitching.  “Okay, what do we do?  I guess we better go find her.”

          Smokey was bewilderedly bewildered by this!  “Where do we go?  We don’t even know what FUZZ station she went too!”

          “FUZZ?”  bellowed a loud meow.  “Who’s in trouble with the FUZZ?”

          Now, where did that meow come from?  Oh just take a guess- all of the kitties were there from Casey to the Mayor to Blackie, along with a group of black and gold cats who Smokey and Baby never saw before.  As a matter of fact, the group was so big they looked like they were in a parade.  “What are you guys doin’ here?”  asked Smokey.

          Boomer answered with a, “What happened to Daisy?  Where’s Daisy?”

          Casey was interested too.  “Yeah, what happened to her?”