Those leopards wrestled for a long time. What we couldn't figure out was if they were actually mad at each other or just playing. I listened for any conversation but all that I heard, between the growls, was 'food', 'my food,' and 'greedy.' Now I wondered if they were ever going to stop but they did- it was actually like a screeching halt. Then they glared at us.
"What are you four doing here?" asked the bigger one, whose eyes seemeded to have grown smaller.
"Yeah," his pal said with a growl. "You little kitties should be in bed." He looked at his pal and said, "What is this is their a cat convention around?"
What did that mean? Since the others seemed to have lost their voices I just came out and ask.
The bigger one said, "There's a bunch of kitties up by the refreshment stand eating fish," he said.
I couldn't believe it that could only mean one thing- the Trout gang was here!
"What are you four doing here?" asked the bigger one, whose eyes seemeded to have grown smaller.
"Yeah," his pal said with a growl. "You little kitties should be in bed." He looked at his pal and said, "What is this is their a cat convention around?"
What did that mean? Since the others seemed to have lost their voices I just came out and ask.
The bigger one said, "There's a bunch of kitties up by the refreshment stand eating fish," he said.
I couldn't believe it that could only mean one thing- the Trout gang was here!
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