Now, the
Mayor wasn’t too impressed with Fish
Island’s mayor. He was a long cat
with fluffy black and white fur and shiny, green eyes. “He lookz likez a pretty boy.”
“Meee-huh?” asked Joey.
“He lookz
likez a pretty boy,” the Mayor repeated.
“What does
that mean?” asked Joey.
Casey hit
the Mayor with his tail. “Nothing. Don’t worry about it.”
“Whutz we
gonna do?” asked the Mayor.
“We can
always wait until they’re done meowing,” Casey meowed.
“I have a
better idea,” Joey meowed. Before the
Mayor and Casey could utter a meow. Joey
was pawing right up to the mayor and the strange bear.
Now, to
prevent further confusion, the Fish
Island’s mayor happened to be named Tony.
(Meee-ow, what can I say? Tony is
turning into a popular kitty name for not just the females but the dudes!) Tony seemed purr-fectly happy to see
Joey. “What’s pawin’ pal?” he asked.
“It’s good to see you.”
Joey was
momentarily shocked by Mayor Tony’s goodwill.
He wondered if he had been rolling in the catnip some. “What’s pawin’?” he asked eyeing up the big bear, who seemed
pleasant enough. “Who’s your buddy
here?”
Mayor Tony
gave one of those laugh/purr things.
“This is Boris. He couldn’t help
but come after he heard about the ‘burds’ leaving.”
Boris? Boris?
Was this some kind of goofy meow-joke?
His name really couldn’t be Boris-could it? Hmmmmm, if you think about it though it
suited the dude!
“Nice to
meet you Boris,” Joey meowed in a friendly tone.
“Same
here,” he added. Then he said to Mayor
Tony. “I’ll catch-up with you. I have to go find some food.” And with that, he lumbered off towards the
refreshment area.
The Mayor
and Casey were soon by Joey’s side and Casey couldn’t help it. He had to ask the inevitable. “How do you know him?” he asked Mayor Tony.
yea....N all sew...does thiz bear stealz salmon? we haza enuff oh that trubullz in trout towne...just sayin ~~~
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