The following morning, Mr. Tom woke up early, fed his dog then heading across the street to feed Maria's cats. When he entered the house he heard the sounds of crying, but the sound quickly vanished when all the cats began to meow at the same time blocking the three men cries for help.
So he feeds the cats, then heading back out the front door. When suddenly a taxi pulled up in front of the house. Mr. Tom looked towards the cab and spotted Maria stepping out. "Mrs. Maria, you're home early," he said as he went to greet her. "Well, I kept having weird dreams. My cats kept talking to me. Telling to come home. So here I am." she replied as he paid the cabbie. Mr. Tom helped her with her bags. "So, if you don't mean, I'll pay you later. I have to hit the mac." she replied "It's fine. So how was your vacation?" he replied "Alright, but I miss my cats too much." she said as she opened the front door and all the cats ran towards her meowing and purring. "Wow, you can tell they all missed you." said Mr. Tom "And I missed them too. Again thanks for feeding my babies." she replied as she sat on the sofa to relax as she cuddles and petting her cats.
Mr. Tom said his goodbye and headed back home. A week went by the Johnbo and Denise continued to try to get loose again with no success. Wane was also still tied up and trap. The three men couldn't get out of their bad situation.
Months went by and Maria began to get bad smells in different parts of the house. "Silver, Button there's a bad smell coming out of someplace. Please help me find it," she said to her cats as she tried to follow the smell with her nose. Then one by one they cats lead her to the closet. First to the living closet. "Wow, you're right the smell is coming from inside the closet," she said as she opened the door and spotted the dead Wane wrapped up in the yarn with a furball in his mouth. "Oh, my goodness. What have you cats done? I told you to protect the house, not kill the burglar. I must call the police." she said as she covered her nose.
But before she can pick up her cell phone the cats began to tug at her pants. "What's wrong? It looks like to want me to follow you. Fine, move and I follow." she said to the cats.
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Maria's House
ActionA fifty-year-old lady must go away to visit her sick sister, two thousand miles away. She owned many, many cats. When she left she left one of the neighbors in charge of checking on then, little did he knew that they could take care of themselves...
