Frankie Instructs

 

 

          It was eerily quiet.  The only sound for about 2 minutes was the waterfall.  Frankie, believe it or not, was stretched out and looked like he was almost asleep.

The kitties were all in some kind of haze.  Finally, Fuzzy gave her whiskers a shake and then yowled at Frankie, “Don’t go to sleep!  We’re not sure what to do!”

          Frankie gave a huge yawn and that was a site to behold.  Who in the meow knew that zebras were so toothy?  Besides that he smelled like garlic.  “Why in tthe meow do you smell like garlic?”  asked Sammie.

          “I want a pizza!”  yowled Toni, who was feeling amazingly hungry. 

          Frankie wasn’t in the mood for a complaining Chub.  As a meow of fact, he didn’t even look her way.  “Paw around and look for the herb,” he said.  “You’ll know it when you see it.”