How could it be?
How? How could they be on a tombstone? Well, Paws wasn’t sticking around to find out
and after each of them checked it out neither was the rest of the gang. They took off- not sure where they were
heading but determined to get the meow out of that cemetery.
Meeeeeeeeee-uhoh….
So, eventually all of them split up and Paws found himself
with Toni pawing through the a cornfield.
A cornfield??? How in the meow
was that paws-ible. Well, Paws was still
going strong at this point but Toni was limping. “Keep going!
Keep going!” she yowled. “I’ll be okay!”
Paws slowed down there was no way that he was leaving her
alone. The area was even more
creepy. The cornstalks were as high as
some medium trees and covered the kitties in complete darkness. There was an eerie silence and even once in
awhile some wind. Nothing seemed to be
after them, it was just flat-out creepy.
“Where the meow are we?”
Toni asked with a gulp. Poor Toni
was so nervous that her whiskers were continuously twitching. “You should’ve kept going,” she meowed.
Paws ignored her, trying to figure out how in the meow to
get out of this trouble. There just had
to be a path but everything just led back to more cornstalks!
Toni knew, right away, that he was worried. “We’re trapped in a cornfield!” she yowled.
“Oh keep-“ he didn’t
finish bepaws he was cut off by the sounds of wings flying above…
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