Meee-huh??? Where did that come from? The little jaguar knew Hank? How as that paws-ible? (In case you’re new here, Hank is a big hippo
who hangs out with Fuzzy and her fellow kitties.) Anyway, where was Hank anyway? Last time Fuzzy saw him, he was pawing
through the neighborhood, in search for a snowy owl.
Wait a meow minute- Hank was looking
for a snowy owl? What in the meow was up
with that? Well, to make a long story
short Hank got it in his head that he saw a snowy owl in a tree behind Fuzzy’s
backyard. The dude became obsessed and
has been on a snowy owl romp ever since.
Fuzzy thought it was weird but hearing that some little jaguar knew Hank
made some of her whiskers fall out.
“How in the meow do you know Hank?” she asked the little jaguar who was
fascinated with Fuzzy’s house and why wouldn’t he be? The little dude never saw a kitchen or even a
tv before so this was a brand new world for him. As a meow of fact he wasn’t paying attention
to Fuzzy bepaws he was playing with the refrigerator door. “Hey little dude!” she yowled. “Stop opening the refrigerator.”
“That big box is really cool,” the
little jaguar said wonderingly. “What
kind of food is in there?”
“All kinds of stuff,” Fuzzy answered
and she wasn’t kidding. The gang had all
kinds of tastes, human tastes almost-MOL.
“Start talkin’ kid,” she meowed.
dood...ewe will findz a lot oh grate stuff in de fridge...but then again...sum blah kinda stuffz like veggeez !!!.. :) ♥♥
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