Gloating Over the Newspapers

   

         Well, the morning after the whole thing I couldn’t wait to get my paws on one.  I had to fight the Mayor and the Sheriff for it though.  They were newspaper junkie kitties too.  As a matter of fact all of us wanted a paper and everybody actually went out to paw around for one.  Then, later in the morning we were back in the hotel room comparing stories.

          Stories!

          They were stories that made you go meow.

          Some of these so-called human cops were taking credit.  Others were going on and on explaining that Midnight’s mom’s killer was on drugs and her friends were too.  We kitties were supposedly hallucinations.  We were figments of imaginations and ghosts!

          Ghosts???

          Me-huh??

          What was really meowy about this story was the fact that they couldn’t figure out where all of the shelter animals went.  It was so funny reading it though, the cops were in such a panic and it made every single one of us giggle-purr.  These goofy humans can’t get it through their heads that we animals are a lot smarter than what they think.  They weren’t going to find any of them, guaranteed.

          I just hoped that one day we ran into some of them again.