Debating Kitties

 (Note:  We kitties were in Punxsutawney yesterday!!!  That's why we've been silent for a couple of days)

          Sammy looked astonished.  “Everybody’s heard about Hank and how he hangs out with the other cats,” he answered. 

          The kitties looked at each other with whiskers twitching.  How well-know was Hank anyway?  I guess that’s another topic for another day.

          Sammy was really looking worried.  “Are you cats going to help?”

          The kitties stared at each other with tails swishing.  This was of course, a meowy interesting situation.  They never went to South America before and the whole thing sounded purry interesting.  However, Toni meowed it first:

          “Are you sure this is for real?”  she asked with big eyes, looking very chub-like.  She gave Sammy a look.  “This could be some kind of sick set-up.”

          Fuzzy looked at Sammy who looked amazingly worried.  “Are you sure you’re not getting a little too excited?”  she asked.

          “He seems like a really nice, little fella,” Paws answered.

          “Well, I don’t trust him,” Toni meowed.  “Does he think we’re really stupid?  What jaguar did would have an anteater as a best friend?”

          “Me!”  Sammy yowled, indignantly.  He was really getting tired of being trashed by Toni.  He was giving her an evil eye.  “Why are you being so mean to me?”

          “Bepaws this whole thing is just weird!”  Toni meowed loudly.  “Your entire story’s weird and you keep giving weird answers about Hank.”