Enter the Little Jaguar

 

          When we last left everyone’s favorite calico cat, Fuzzy, she just realized a baby jaguar was sitting on her back stoop…

          Now, how in the meow is that paws-ible?

          By the way, Fuzzy, where in the meow have you been anyway?  To be purr-fectly honest pals, Fuzzy, like her late stepdad (Casey), is a huge football fan and she was so purr-fectly shocked, thrilled and purry that she has been pawty-ing hard.  How could she not?  Meee-ow the Steelers in the playoffs?  Go meowing figure, huh?

          But Fuzzy will take it…

          Pawing right along…

          Fuzzy would’ve probably continued paw-tying hard but she was interrupted by that surprise visitor on the back stoop.  A baby jaguar…well, not really a baby but a 3-month-old jaguar who was, pawviously, lost but seemingly relieved to find Fuzzy.

          “Why is it so cold here?”  asked the little jaguar who was more than happy to paw into Fuzzy’s house.

          “Meeee-ow!”  Fuzzy answered.  “It’s winter and what in the meow are you doing here?  You are far from home little dude.”

          The jaguar looked up at Fuzzy with huge eyes.  “You’re a pal of Hank’s right?  Aren’t you Fuzzy?”