Wednesday, 25 May 2016

hello again

So I was upstairs, trying to mind my own business but finding that rather difficult to do on account of Peep #1 yelling like a banshee, downstairs, when I heard...

"Are you sure Tess is still outside?" I heard the first peep call out to Peep #2. "Because I hear cats upstairs tearing around and destroying the place."

Now there are a couple things I wanna point out 'bout that there statement made by the peep.

Firstly, note how she equates the tearing around and destruction of the upstairs with my sister, Tess.  This is interesting because Tess is known for a lot of things but tearing around and destroying stuff isn't one of 'em.  Nope, that's really not her modus operandi at all.

Sure, Tess growls a lot.  Did I say a lot?  I meant, a LOT.  She growls at anything and everything for any ol' reason at all.  My gosh, she even growls at the weather!  But like I said, tearing around and destroying stuff isn't her style.  She'd rather just growl.  MOUSES!

And secondly, notice how Peep #1 said, cats.  Cats as in the feline species.  Who's to say a couple of rocky raccoons didn't break in here and start ripping apart the upstairs?  It could happen, you know.  Those rockies are pretty darn smart.  MOUSES!

I would also like to reiterate how I compared the Peep's voice to a shrieking banshee.  Well I didn't say she was shrieking and perhaps she actually wasn't but take my word for it, it sure did sound like she was.

When it comes to banshees and my Peep #1's voice, it can be hard to tell the difference, you see. MOUSES!

Anyway...  There I was upstairs, trying to mind my own business, thinking 'bout making an early night of it and contemplating whether I would curl up on a bed or on a night stand when...

Let me explain.  Beds are decidedly more comfortable than night stands which, of course, are made of wood and have neither pillows nor blankies to their names BUT knocking off whatever is on a night stand in order to sleep there is a whole lot more fun than just jumping up on a bed and falling asleep.

Anyway...  There I was, contemplating whether or not I had the energy to knock the lamp and clock radio off the night stand, on account of my being in dire need of a good night's sleep, all the while trying to mind my own business, when I heard Peep #1 downstairs doing her banshee impersonation, and a pretty good one at that, when...

When I opened an eye and who did I see?  I saw a little black kitty.  This, of course, prompted me to say to said little black kitty, "Oh, hello again.  You back in my house?"

The little black kitty then proceeded to wreak havoc in the upstairs of my house.  MOUSES!

That's right, Here Kitty Kitty aka Dionysus aka Dionysia was back.  Again I must say, MOUSES!

After finishing her shrieking banshee impersonation, Peep #1 figured it out.  While she had been out at her caterwauling practice - which I'm thinking might sometimes sound rather banshee-like because I've heard her practice at home and my gosh, it's something no one ever actually wants to hear - Peep #2 had been left in charge of the house. Of course, that meant that the upstairs bathroom window that we use as a secondary access point had been left open after dark.  This, of course, was how Tess got outside when she should have been in and, the peep believes, how the little black kitty got inside.

Now Peep #1 wasn't upset that Here Kitty Kitty aka Dionysus aka Dionysia was in the house.  No sirree.  She was actually pretty happy 'bout that except for the fact that the little black kitty had become frantic and was expressing this frantic state with tearing around this way and that and knocking stuff off things that weren't supposed to be knocked about.

I, of course, let out a big yawn and told Here Kitty Kitty to let me know when she was done with her racing around and destroying of things so that I could get some sleep as, you see, I had by then decided that sleeping on a bed would be far more comfortable than any joy I might have derived knocking stuff off the night stand.

And don't think I didn't notice that even with all the stuff Here Kitty Kitty was knocking about, she totally failed to knock that lamp and clock radio off the night stand for me.  Not that I would have wanted her to do that, of course.  I mean, the fun is IN the knocking of the stuff down.  Some other kitty does it for you and there's no fun at all.  MOUSES!

Anyway, long story short, Here Kitty Kitty was heard racing down the stairs and into the kitchen where later, Anderson was found standing guard.  Yup, he was staring down the steps leading to the basement.  The peeps managed - barely, because you know, they're peeps - to piece stuff together and figure out that the little black kitty was in the basement, probably hiding.  Where she is now is anybody's guess.  The last time she was in my house, she hid really, really well.  I think she has a cloak of invisibility or something.  MOUSES!

The peeps have FINALLY figured out that Here Kitty Kitty aka Dionysus aka Dionysia wants nothing to do with them, except for din-dins on the veranda every evening.  Of course, they have yet to ascertain whether the little black kitty is a boy or a girl and settle down on one name.

I, myself, am trying to get in some extra napping today.  I didn't sleep all that well last night.  You try sleeping after hearing your peep shriek like a banshee.  Not a nighttime lullaby I would recommend to anyone.  Not even my worse enemy.  MOUSES!


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32 comments:

  1. Seville, sounds like your household might just end up with a new Here Kitty Kitty, why don't you welcome her in, let her know it is a lovely safe place to be. Please don't tell her about digging up the plants for fun LOL. Sweet Dreams for you to sleep with.

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    1. I'm beginning to think that myself. This is twice she has come in on her own but both times she wanted nothing more than to get back out. purrs

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  2. Well, I'm sorry you had to go through all that and then not get a good night's sleep. How dare the peeps! A cloak of invisibility, eh? Think you could borrow it and play tricks on your peeps?

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    1. You can borrow the cloak of invisibility any time, my friends. If you can find it, that is. MOUSES!

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  3. I would say that maybe it was just a dream, but that wouldn't help the nap part one bit!

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    1. Ummm.. no. You're right about that, for sure. purrs

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  4. I do da shrieking round here, my momma just yells "shut up" a lot.

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    1. She yells at you to shut up? Does it work? 'Cause maybe I could try that with my peep! purrs

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  5. I love your description of "knocking off whatever is on a night stand in order to sleep there" being "a whole lot more fun than just jumping up on a bed and falling asleep". So true!

    So what is it about knocking things off of surfaces that's so appealing? Is it the sound it makes? Does it make you feel powerful when the objects drop to the floor? It sure is a mysterious trait you kitties have. :)

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    1. Hmmm... I don't know, really. Knocking stuff off stuff is just fun. purrs

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  6. Poor Tess. Sounds like she's been getting the short end of the tail recently ... first Tailgate, now being falsely accused :( She might need some extra snuggles, Seville.

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    1. Well she'd get WAY MORE snuggles if she didn't growl so much. You know? purrs

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  7. That's weird, having an intruder like that! Are you sure this kitty isn't a cat burglar? Maybe your humans should get a trap for him/ her and get this kitty spayed or neutered if it isn't already!

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    1. A cat burglar? Could be! Peep #1 is working on befriending the little guy or girl like she did with Anderson. He or she is not feral. Likely been abandoned and has had a really rough time. purrs

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  8. My goodness....sounds like an uninterrupted nap is an impossibility in your house with the mystery black kitty wandering around and screaming and Peep#1 doing the same. A guy can't get his beauty sleep that way for sure. Keep trying....sooner or later things will settle down and be more conducive to snore-time!

    Hugs, Sammy

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    1. I hope so Sammy 'cause believe me, I NEED my beauty sleep, for sure! Don't want to get any wrinkles or anything, you know? purrs

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  9. Wow, one little kitty causing all that stress, mayhem, and havoc. I hope peep managed to get everything shipshape again in time for you consider knocking it off?

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    1. Yeah, the lamp and clock are still on the night stand. Might knock 'em off there this evening for a little fun. purrs

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  10. Seville, we are feeling so exhausted after reading your post that we need to have a nap or three..

    Purrs,
    The Chans

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    1. You planning on napping on a bed or will you be knocking stuff off other stuff to have a nap there? Inquiring minds wanna know. purrs

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  11. D'ya know that you'd make a great Agatha Christie type crime novel writer - always keeping the reader in suspense as to what happens next. We're now left on tenterhooks as to where Tess is - did she come in or not (indeed was she out or in?)? And was Pimple (I'll call him or her "Pimple" cos she or he has a black head) in the basement or not? And did the wailing banshee find him or her? And is she or he a boy or a girl? We have to wait for the next thrilling instalment.

    Boy, do I need The Nip!

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    1. Actually... Actually, I kind of like the idea of calling the peeps, Pimple. Pimple #1 and Pimple #2. Has a ring to it, for sure. MOUSES!

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  12. dood....ya ever wanna heer sum thin even more feerce than a ban shee...listen ta de food servizz gurl try two sing....but dont, ewe will loooze yur mind, we iz just sayin....hope heer kitty kitty final lee settled in & tess stayed in & anderson getted a LUNCH BRAKE & ewe getted a grate nitez ....ZZZZZZZzzzzzzZZZZZzzzzZzzzzzzZZZZZZZ

    we iz off line til twooz day sew heerz two a porbeagle shark kinda week oh end ♥♥♥♥

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    1. Let's make a pact, right here and right now, that your food service girl and my Peep #1 must never meet up together and sing. MOUSES! purrs

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  13. What a strange intruder ! We're sorry for your lack of sleep, Seville. Purrs

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    1. I know! This is the SECOND time she or he has come into my house. MOUSES!

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  14. Did Tess get inside in time for bed? Are you going to let black kitty join the family? I guess a black kitty inside is better than raccoons- they are very destructive. Oh yeah, so is the kitty, but I am sure he/she is cuter.

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  15. I bet'cha Here Kitty Kitty is just one scared cat simply hoping to find a couple of meal during the day. I sure hope your Peeps can help her/him out with that.

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    1. Peep #1 feeds Here Kitty Kitty every night but still can't get within an arm's reach. purrs

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  16. Sounds like Here Kitty Kitty needs a mew name likes Here Comes Trouble or maybe Spooky fur being invisibles...
    -Katie Kitty Too, who used to likes knocking stuffs down too.

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    1. Here Comes Trouble would be a good one, for sure! purrs

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