Hank Adds It Up

 

          “That’s a great name,” Hank answered sounding exceptionally pleased.  Hank missed his pal Sammie the cat so he kind of had a fondness for any little dude named Sammy.  “But what are you doing here, little dude?”  he asked.  “Don’t you have a mom?”

          “His mom’s missing,” Toni meowed, “and so is his best pal.”

          “Your jaguar pal’s missing?”  Hank asked, confused.

          “Nope, his anteater pal,” answered Fuzzy anxious to see Hank’s reaction bepaws the whole thing was just too weird.

          All eyes (including Sammy’s) were on Hank as he was trying to figure this out.  He looked so incredibly baffled that it was hilarious.  “Wait a second,” he said, looking at Sammy, “don’t you dudes eat anteaters?”

          “Not all the time!”  Sammy yowled looking indignant.  “Andy’s been my friend for a long time.”

          Andy the anteater.

          That figures but hey- kind of cute right?

          “Wow,” said Hank, sitting down on his butt.  “This is an incredible story.”

          “He wants our help to find them,” Fuzzy meowed, eyeing Hank.  This was going to be meowy interesting, considering, as all of you know Hank had been through a lot in the past few months.   There was that paws-ibility that he might just want some time to relax.