*Meow* Hi everybody I'm Casey B. Cat and the B. is actually for "Boots" and I'm a gold and white tabby from Pennsylvania. You might've met me on my friend Smokey's site. After seeing her site, I decided to keep my own journal. I love to tell stories and talk alot. (I purr plenty too.) So, stop by- visit and I'll have a good purr for you too.
Monday, June 17, 2013
Notes About the Stampede
Wasn't that an amazing, purr-tastic image! There was no exaggeration about that either. All kinds of cats came out of there, Some rhinos did too which scared the Diamond Purr Club to the point of almost being fur-less they had never seen any rhinos before but it was paw-mazing, how they all tore out of there and they just smashed those rotten human cars like they were little pancakes and you couldn't help but laugh/purr at the stupid humans who whined about how the animals left.
Meee-ow can you believe that? There was a tornado and there fellow humans could've died or something and they're worried they can't hunt in a closed in park anymore, stupid humans. But they all kind of faded away bepaws they had to check on more damages, etc. When that happened, the Mayor looks at me and says, "We dids good."
"Yeah," most of the cats said. Little Midnight was purring and the Diamond Purr Club even calmed down. Chester and Clyde puffed their chests out too.
"We did real good," I said.
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dood...there IZ rhinoz after all.....we hope everee one can get bak ta there natural homes now :)
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