The+Hamster+who+cried+Cat!

**__ The Hamster who cried __****__ CAT __****__ ! __**  By: Ashley M. Felton We waited anxiously for our leader Leslie to come to the first meeting of the school year. Today must have been the first day of school for Leslie’s owner. We have many important issues to discuss today. Where is Leslie? The other hamsters were getting antsy especially when the bees came out and started to pollinate the flowers. Leslie was the only one the bees listened to when it came to stinging us. Just then we heard Leslie’s high soprano squeak. “Sorry it took me so long to get here. My owner was cleaning my cage.” “She missed the bus this morning,” said Leslie. “Enough with the excuses, we have much to talk about. Oh and Leslie while you’re at it would you tell the bees to stop bothering us?” They’ve already stung Riki, Ana, and myself, and look at poor Penelope over, there she’s scared stiff. She’s so small if a bee stung her its poison would be lethal.” “Okay, okay just let me do my job for once. Settle down Peter.” “Roslia!?” said Leslie “Yes?” said Roslia. “Will you tell your troops to stop bothering my clan?” “Of course, I’ll go tell them right away,” said Roslia “Thanks, Leslie,” A small and shy hamster named Penelope said. “Peter, why did you call this meeting?” ”There have been some cat sightings ...” “Oh, not you too. Don’t tell me Penelope also got you under her spell.” “There have been cat sightings Leslie ....” “Prove it!” “I smell their scent.” “For the LAST time we drowned the cats in the river! They aren’t coming back, we are safe now! Meeting adjourned!” “But, Leslie” “No buts mister!” All the hamsters except Penelope and Peter went home. They stayed behind and conversed quietly about the cats. “Shhhh” Peter said “I think I heard something” “Leslie?” “Shhhh!” “I think it was a cat. Go hide in the watering can” “But Peter”… “Just do it.” Penelope and Peter listened silently while the cats talked about their next plan to capture the hamsters. “See, I knew the cats were back,” said Penelope. “Shhhh,” Peter whispered, “you’ll give us away.” // Is that who I think it is?, // thought peter and Penelope. “Cynthia,” Peter and Penelope said in unison. Cynthia was a cat that Leslie’s clan had trouble with before. Cynthia’s favorite food was roasted hamster. Most of the hamsters thought their last scuffle with Cynthia was their final battle. Two members of Leslie’s clan were killed. They had all seen her get swept away by the currents. How was this possible? She couldn’t be back. The only thing is that she was. “Quick, we’ve got to warn the others,” Peter said and Penelope agreed... “Peter, first we have to get away from the cats”. “Okay, okay; I’ll create a distraction,” Peter said. “Peter, no!” But Peter was already running full speed across the yard. Cynthia didn’t wait a second and, sprung at Peter. She missed; she sprung again, and this time her new buddies joined her. “Leslie!” Penelope screamed “Peter’s in trouble; you’ve got to help him!” Two seconds later Leslie was out the door and down the slide. “What is it?” Leslie hissed “What is so important that you interrupted my sand bath…” Leslie stopped mid sentence and hissed the word “Cynthia! You won’t live another minute DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Leslie grabbed her sling shot and slung a rock right into Cynthia’s forehead. Cynthia teetered; Cynthia tottered, and then she fell straight into the pool. Her buddies ran away quickly. Then Leslie summoned the other hamsters to help her pull the pool cover over. __Epilogue __ Leslie appointed Penelope and Peter to cat duty and made them both second, n command. They lived happily ever after for now… To Be Continued… 