“Where in the meow did you find him?” asked Fuzzy, who literally had to yowl it because it was raining so hard and, to top it all off, it was windy. Why in the meowy was it windy? Who knows? But this was getting meowing nutty!
Poor Frankie looked like he wanted to get the FUZZ out of there but he sat down so they could climb on his back again but guess what???? His back was so slippy they all slid down it. Then there was a big woosh! And Frankie was gone.
You read it right! Frankie was gone!