Elephant territory? Meee-wow that made the kitties stand up on edge with the fur up and I mean that in a good way. There was nothing more meowy exciting than to see a bunch of slap-happy elephants. I mean (and this was serious) what kind of goof did you have to be to have something against elephants.
Well, guess what they happened to be riding on a goof.
Frankie didn’t and he never could like them. He didn’t trust any of them et and he thought they made too much noise. Frankie was your regular quiet zebra dude and yeah, I now that’s hard to believe considering he’s clomping around with a bunch of cats on his back but you heard it here- Frankie wasn’t crazy about giraffes.
Frankie, dude, that seems so un-American.
Pawing right along…
Mike sensed Frankie’s hesitation about the area right away. “What’s the problem, mate?”
“I’m allergic to elephants,” Frankie answered glibly trying to be a smart ass.
“Oh shut-up,” meowed Fuzzy, “look there’s a family coming to see us.”
Fuzzy wasn’t lying. There was a family coming towards them and wait a meow minute- why did they look so grumpy????
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