Surprise???

 

          The kitties just stared at him like he was meowing in a different tongue.  “What’s up with you kitties?”  he asked.  “Don’t you have any purr in the fur?  Let’s go?”

          Strangely, that seemed to have a weird effect on some of the kitties who went the opposite direction, probably to look for Hank.   Soon Casey was left with the gang, Vince, a small white cat and a gold kitty with a white tip on its tail.  (The white kitty happened to be named Snowball and the gold kitty was- believe it or not Tippy.)  Meee-ow who knew that Tippy was such a popular name?  MOL.

         

          “Wait a meow minute,” Tippy the cat meowed.  “That’s the best you could do?  You couldn’t think of a better name?”

          Hank stared at Tippy, Fuzzy, Paws and Toni, unamused at being interrupted.  “Can’t I tell the story for meowing out loud?”

          Meeeee-huh????  Story???  What story????