HELP

a pigeon flies into town,

a paper stuck to the foot.

when opened, it reads:

hurry, must hurry

before she comes back.

I must get this message out,

or I'm doomed!

I was just walking around,

heard a small "mew"

being a kind person,

I went to investigate.

stuck under a tree branch,

there was a litter of small

BABY CATS!

I lifted up the branch,

and set them free,

but not before that

strange cat lady

noticed me.

squaring my shoulders,

I brought the kittens forward,

saying, "they were stuck!"

the RCCL didn't look like she cared.

I was just about to ask

to keep a few,

when she gripped my arm

like a vice

and dragged me off to this tomb.

she lives in the woods,

where? I can't tell.

all I know is that

she said I knew too much,

about the Diamonds and Croc.

I shouldn't be poking my nose

in old business, she crows.

what's past has passed,

it's long before my time.

she does leave twice daily,

placing an assortment of kittens

in a wagon.

they always come home,

(not sold on the black market)

so I must assume,

she takes her furry children

for a stroll,

at both dawn and dusk.

I hope this pigeon

reaches its mark

before I'm sautéed

and made Kitty Brunch!

-Kae, your ever wise

official investigator