Now, you
wouldn’t pass up a secret ride in the park, would you?
The
kitties couldn’t wait to see what it was like.
However, when the got back to the park, at the anointed time their new
horsie buddy wasn’t here but Hank was.
Hank????
Hank was
back.
He kitties
couldn’t believe it. Where in the meow
did Hank even come from? Where had he
been?
But this
was a crabby Hank, a steamed Hank, a Hank who had spent the previous night at
Dave, the Siberian Tiger’s, Auburn basketball paw-ty and Hank had lost a LOT OF
MONEY on the Auburn Tigers which left him unamused. The kitties weren’t sure what to think about
the whole thing bepaws they never really saw Hank in that steamed like a clam
mood.
This was
one time that they all wished that Casey was here.
“Where’ve
you been dude?” asked Barney.
“Around,”
Hank answered shortly. “Where are you guys
headed?”
“Some
horse was supposed to take us to the Bronx Zoo,” Baby answered, “but he’s not
around.”
“Yeah,
that was Tony- he’s the one that told me you cats were here,” Hank
answered. “Hop on the back and we’ll
head to the zoo.”
wavez guyz....hope thiz findz everee one doin grate; we haz a lot oh ketch up ta due we thinkz....sew we will just say bring on sum friez for that ketch up ~ ☺☺♥♥
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