“There were are were purrfectly happy and then our human servant
and we thought friend, Meugh, scooped us up and carried us one by one out of
our nice home in the Shackteau and put us in this huge place I think they call
their house,” exclaimed a panicky Pawline.”
“It’s awful, there I was in a nice snuggle in Meugh’s arms and off
we went,” added an alarmed Patchtricia. “Why on why did they do it? And, where
is Lamont? He was carried away first and we saw him for a bit in a little room
with two litter boxes and a water dish, but then he left and we haven’t seen
him since.”
“I think he went up some stairs to who knows where,” replied a
fearful Paw. Mewreen sat with me on her lap on a chair in a room with lots of
windows, and you were on Meugh’s lap in another chair, which was okay for a
while. But they keep moving around.”
“At least we have each other and this cozy little spot behind a TV
in which to cower for awhile, “ said a frightened Patch. I think we should just
hunker down here for a while and see what develops.”
“Where is Lamont?” Patch and Paw meowed together. “Just when we
need his mind clouding hypnotic powers he’s nowhere to be seen. Are there
monsters about? Do they have him?” Both huddle closer together and shiver in
the warm room.
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