Holy Meows! They're Back!

 

        Toni was a tuxedo cat who was on the chubby side.  She was also PURRY CUTE.  One of her favorite things in the entire world to do in the fall was to head over the hill, in front of her mom’s house, and relax under some old trees and bushes.  Now, the other kitties, usually didn’t pay attention to this.  As a meow of fact, Fuzzy, the fluffy, calico kitty liked spending her time in the backyard in a pile of leaves.  However, something interesting happened one evening…

          Toni didn’t come up from over the hill.

          Meeeeeeeee-huh?????????????????

          Now, this was interesting but guess what?  Most of Fuzzy’s pals weren’t worried.  As a meow of fact, they were more interested in the warm fall evening that Toni.  Let’s add that the kitties loved this time of year too bepaws the human put on the Halloween lights and that warmed the air even more.  To top it all off, the kitties just enjoyed purring over the decorations, especially the ones in the tree.  They thought they were a pawsome site!

          Pawing right along…

          Fuzzy couldn’t enjoy the evening fun.  Toni, no matter what, usually came up at the same time every evening.  She tried to meow about it to their mom, Blackie, but Blackie just swished her tail and went to hang out with Eddie, the mackerel tabby underneath the orange lights in the front yard.  No kitty thought it was a big deal that Toni was missing.

          Meee-uhoh…

          With a twitch of her whiskers and swishing of the tail, Fuzzy figured that she better take charge.  Meee-ow, it’s true that she hadn’t been over the hill for a long time but she figured that she better paw down and look for Toni.  So, she started the journey. 

          Meeee-wow!  Meow-dramatic, right?

          Well, going over the hill wasn’t really a bad thing, usually, because it was small.  There was a small area of woods and a medium sized creek down there.  For some reason, Fuzzy noticed that it looked stranger down there than usual.  As a meow of fact, it seemed darker…

          MEEEE-HUH???

          Fuzzy got to the bottom of the hill and started yowling.  “TONI!!!  TONI!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

          Silence then, all of a sudden there was a huge screech.  It was the strangest thing she ever heard, and she almost took off up the hill, but she had to find Toni.  “Toni!!!”  she meowed again.  “Where are you?” 

          There was rustling around the branches and some of the old trees seemed like they were moving back and forth.  A doe popped out from behind an oak, looked at Fuzzy with huge eyes, and then took off so fast that it looked like a trail of fire was following her.  Fuzzy’s whiskers twitched in amusement.  She spooked a deer!  How meowy was that.

          “Whoo-hoo!”

          Her head shot up and saw an owl in a high tree.  Where in the meow did, he come from?  Fuzzy’s human said that owls really didn’t come around here anymore.  The thing with the owl was that he wouldn’t shut up.

          “Whoo-hoo!”  he called again, flying down a few limbs to get closer to Fuzzy.  He looked really big and Fuzzy noticed that his eyes looked bright red.

          “Meeee-yikes!”  she yowled, turning, and running from the owl.  Horrible thoughts went through her head that Toni must’ve gotten eaten by the owl.  She had to get back up that hill but as she started up, it seemed like she wasn’t going anywhere!  Why couldn’t she move?   Well, forget that hill, for now, she thought pawing towards the creek.  She could get back home the long way, if she had too.

          Then that screeching happened again which made her fur go up.  Were we getting to the Frighten Fuzzy point?  You’re meowing right we were.   Owls and screeching had the ability to do that to any kitty.  As a meow of fact, it looked like a smaller, white owl was watching her from another tree.  HOLY MEOWS SHE WAS GOING TO GET EATEN BY A BUNCH OF OWLS!  Fuzzy pawed faster and then fell over a small tree.  She went flying and found herself next to another dead tree.

          Meeee-wow, it was dark outside and her meeee-ow she had a headache.  As she got up and tried to shake off the cobwebs a GLOWING WHITE AND ORANGE PAW CAME OUT FROM THE MIDDLE OF THE TREE!

          Fuzzy backed up.  What was that?  What in the meow was that?  She couldn’t move though, she was fascinate bepaws the paw turned into two paws, then whiskers and then a WHOLE FACE.  It was her stepdad!  Holy meows it was the ghost of her stepdad, Casey! 

          Fuzzy gave a shriek and ran back the way she came and that’s where she saw more ghosts.  First it was the pale-yellow glow of her uncle Barney, the golden glow of her aunt Baby and it was them!   It really  was, they looked just like they did in the days of prime health except they were meowing ghosts!  As a meow of fact Fuzzy was in a field of cat ghosts, many she didn’t recognize, but that fact was irrelevant bepaws there was nothing but ghosts pawing around! 

She was transfixed for a second but out of nowhere it seemed like a tail came wrapped around back legs.  Now, that made Fuzzy screech so hard that it made the ghosts back-off and somehow, some way, the ghosts backed up and Fuzzy, somehow she managed to race back up the hill.

When Fuzzy made it to the road, she pawed right into her mom, her brothers and Toni.  Toni???  What was up with this?

Toni gave a smug twitching of the whiskers.  “Did I Frighten Fuzzy???”