Pebblepup's Writing Den

From:

Agent Probie

To:

Mr. Whiskers

Date:

13 September 2017

Subject:

Mission Report

We had been hearing the humans talk about Irma coming. We didn’t know who Irma was, but we found out the other night. This is the first chance we had of reporting it. Irma was not a person, human, canine or feline. The humans called Irma a hurricane. We weren’t sure what it was, but we found out. It was wind and rain. A lot of wind and rain, it was scary. The noise was terrific. Even the humans were scared. We could smell it on them. The water poured from the skies and the wind was so loud. I feared that the building would fall down, but it didn’t. We are all safe here, but the humans are not turning on their lights. They say they don’t have power. I’m not sure what that means, but it got hot here. I don’t have much more power on this device so I will sign off on this, by saying all felines and canines in this place are OK.

Michigan Humane Society: Somebody here needs you.