Smokey and Fuzzy looked at this tabby
with shock. He was a handsome cat, by
the way, furry and sharp green eyes. He
was really excited too. Smokey looked at
Fuzzy, wondering if she knew this handsome tabby but Fuzzy looked as shocked as
she did. “How do you know her mom?” asked Smokey.
The tabby’s whiskers twitched. “I heard her meowing all around town, looking
for you,” he meowed to Fuzz. “Your name’s
Fuzzy, right?”
Fuzzy was so surprised that her
hackles went up but mind you this was the shocked hackle look. “Uhhuh that’s me.”
Smokey was more direct, “Who are you?”
“Charlie,” he answered. “I think I can take you to your mom if you
want me too.”
Smokey was in a daze for a second bepaws she was thinking that it was funny how many Charlies that she’s met over the last couple of years. Fuzzy though was bounding up and down. “I’m going!” she meowed. “Smokey are you coming?”
Smokey was in a daze for a second bepaws she was thinking that it was funny how many Charlies that she’s met over the last couple of years. Fuzzy though was bounding up and down. “I’m going!” she meowed. “Smokey are you coming?”
What was Smokey supposed to say to
that? No? So, off Smokey and Fuzz went with a cat named
Charlie…
we hope thiz dood noez what heez talkin bout.....N him reel lee DOEZ noe yur mom fuzzy ~~~~ ♥♥♥
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