Holy meows it’s been a couple of days and I bet you think
poor Sammie has drowned by now!
Nah….
Hank plowed, dived and rumbled to Sammie. He managed to pick him up by the tail and
fling him in a way that he landed *SPLAT* right on his back. Now, it was even a miracle that Tippy, Paws
and Blackie were still hanging onto Hank but somehow these kitties proved that
they rocked in the tough department.
Paws couldn’t believe it.
He thought Sammie was a goner for sure.
Questions were racing. What in
the meow happened to the boat? Where was
the gang? But paw-viously, he couldn’t
ask anything bepaws Hank was plowing along and the nearest island looked like
it was really far away. Will Hank be
able to get there in time? Paws sure
hoped so bepaws it was starting to rain…
ewe can due it hank....rain ore shine...snow mite slo ya up sum but then we due knot think wear yur at haz snow....ever !! ☺☺♥♥
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