Moving Light

  The light was getting brighter and brighter!  The kitties scrunched together as if becoming one big kitty would work!  The light kept getting closer and closer.  Finally whatever it was was right in front of them and holy meows what could it have been?  Was it a ghost?

          No, it was Hank.

          Wait a minute!  Meee-huh? 

          No, I’m serious.  It was Hank with a flashlight with the rest of the gang.  The three of them were so scared that at first they couldn’t talk.  However, the shock wore off on Paws and he growled, “WHAT IN THE MEOW IS GOING ON HERE?”

          Hank, who had the flashlight in between his teeth, had another surprise-the rest of the kitties were with him.  He dropped the flashlight and gave a grunt.  “What are you getting so excited for?”

          “You scared the fur off of us!”  Fuzzy announced feeling a bit fuzzed-off.

          Hank laughed as if Fuzzy had said the funniest thing in the world.  “Don’t be such a baby,” he said.  Then he went onto explain how they met up and added, “There’s nothing really in this house,” he said.  “You don’t have to go upstairs.”

          Paws eyed Sammie who seemed unusually subdued.  “Is he serious?”

          That’s when Sammie tried to speak but nothing came out!