Why would Toni be so anxious to get into a haunted house
for? I have no meowing idea and what in
the meow Toni was thinking but she seemed really anxious to get in there. Paws’s eyes were huge but he wasn’t going to
argue with her and Fuzzy didn’t have a problem with it either. That was weird considering how much Fuzzy had
just went through but oh meowy well-
Pawing right along...
The house was strangely placed, it seemed unbalanced. A wind went through the windows and seemed
like it the inside was just as windy. The
house was three stories and each pawing around movement made the typical creaky
sound that gets you all tense and ready to leap 10 feet in the air.
“You proud of yourself?”
Paws asked Toni.
“It’s pawsome in here,” she replied looking around. “It’s like a real haunted house!”
Fuzzy shook out her fur and twitched her whiskers. “Meee-huh???”
she asked. “It probably is a real
haunted house!” she meowed.
“Don’t be silly,” she answered. “It’s just one of those tourist sites.”
Paws and Fuzzy looked at each other, amazed at how Toni was
thinking. “Did you get hit on the head?” Paws asked her.
Toni didn’t get a chance to answer bepaws a shining light appeared
out of nowhere from upstairs!
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