"Agent? What exactly are we looking for?" The brightest of the three Tawnies shouted into the phone, but calling Georgi bright wasn't saying much. Mittens, Muffin, and Georgi barely shared a brain cell between them. Still they were useful for menial tasks and more importantly to Agent, the no-fur who ran the Rodeos and several other shady enterprises, they didn't have the intelligence to ever present a threat to his power. "The no-fur I had you mummify and leave to die, genius." Agent sighed into his speakerphone. "It was just yesterday and I know all three of you were there. You can't miss him. I specifically told you to leave a bit of his horrible turquoise hair out so he'd be easy to spot in the boneyard. Give him the injection then bring him, still in the bandages, to me." "Yeah boss, it's not that we can't find where we left him. It's that he's not there. Do you want us to see if he rolled off an
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