Big Trouble For Hank

 

 

          That’s when Casey yowled, “Vulture Island!!!  We’re on Vulture Island!!!”

          The words ‘Vulture Island’ echoed through that island like a bomb bepaws the kitties that traveled on Hank let out such a collective yowl/shriek that it came close to breaking the sound barrier.   Surprisingly though, it didn’t wake-up Hank who was at his snoring stage.  However, the kitties scattered and Smokey found herself nose to nose with a big, old vulture.  This vulture was what you meow creepy it had a huge body with plenty of black feathers, a red head and neck and large wings that he kept showing off to Smokey.  That gave her the meowing creeps- they looked like they were ready to swallow her.

          “Stop doing that!”  she meowed “You’re giving me the meowing creeps.”

          “What are you doing here cat?”  the vulture asked with disgust. 

          “It’s not our fault,” Smokey yowled.  “The island we were on sank and-hey what are you looking at?
          “Food,” the vulture said with his mouth watering and he flew by Smokey down towards the water right at Hank!  As a meow of fact about 10 others joined him!!!