Stop Hank!

 

          Smokey was horrified at the idea of this.  Who in the meow could’ve thought that this peaceful island had this big, huge, UGLY ‘burd’ that throws you in a volcano just for kicks?  She felt sick and it seemed like her ability to meow disappear too.  She could’ve even squeak out for Hank to turn around.

          She didn’t have to worry though bepaws Baby meowed it for her.  “Hank!! STOP!!!!!”

          Hank came to a screeching halt and that ended up throwing all the cats off in various directions.  Vince landed by a palm tree, Barney landed in a puddle, Casey on a mound of Sand and Smokey literally ended up on Baby right under Hank’s nose.

          Baby shoved Smokey off, jumped up and glared at Hank with whiskers twitching.  “What are you?  Some kind of comedian?”

          “Well,” he said, “you told me to stop.”
          Casey, of course, was in a huff and unamused that he was covered with sand.  “What in the meow did you say stop for?”

          “I don’t want attacked by no burd,” Baby announced.

          Vince pawed back over.  “Come on, the burd isn’t going to get you.”

          That’s when Baby clawed him across the face!