When Barney heard the ‘tail’
of Paws’s big idea, he didn’t know what to meow. After all, Barney was getting up there and
was looking forward to pigging out and napping.
He wasn’t sure that he wanted to go down there. Besides that he wasn’t sure if he could get
on a surfboard again and Barney had this rule that if he went anywhere near
Florida he had to surf.
“I’m not going,” he meowed, determined to have a few weeks
of peace and quiet. “You kitties can go.”
Paws, Tippy, Sammie, Toni and Fuzzy were horrified. How could Barney NOT WANT TO GO ON A TRIP? The weird thing was that Baby was purr-fectly
contented with this idea. She thought relaxing
in the sand sounded purr-fect. She didn’t
get Barney’s attitude.
“What’s the matter with you?” she meowed.
“How could you not want to go?”
Barney was in a huff.
“I’m allowed not to go.”
“You sound like the human, you goof,” Baby meowed. “Now, again- WHY DON’T YOU WANT TO GO?”
“Bepaws I want to relax here, at home,” he answered. “You cats go and I’ll see you next time.”
Baby thought this was getting weird. Her whiskers were twitching in
disbelief. The inevitable question came
out, “You’re not sick are you?”
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