Paws v. Fuzzy

Well, as you might have guessed, the kitties weren’t too crazy about going after them.  Do you really blame them?  Who would want to go out in the middle of the ocean and get attacked by some goofy shark?  Paws was extremely upset by the lack of urgency.

“What’s the matter with you kitties?”  he asked, looking bewildered.  “Why don’t you want to go look for Sammie?”

“You don’t know where in the meow they’re going,” Fuzzy answered.  “I don’t wanna get wet.”

Paws gave her a look of disgust.  “What are you being such a girl for?”

“Bepaws I am a girl you dope,” Fuzzy growled, looking ferocious.  “And that has to be the dumbest thing that you ever meowed.”

“You’re the one that’s a dope,” he meowed.  “This is your own brother.”

“Would you two stop yowling at each other!”  Toni meowed.  “I’ll get the jet ski.”

The jet ski?  Where in the meow was she going to get a jet ski?  Paws wasn’t amused by this.  “Where are you going to get one?”

“Look down at the water,” she announced.