Wednesday 9 November 2011

the caterwauling... oh the inhumanity of it all!

Hi all!  It's me...  you know...   Nerissa.    I'm back!

The other night, my peep #1 went into the living room and I, of course, felt I should be included in whatever she was up to.  What a mistake!

Peep #1 fancies herself as quite the little singer.  At least, I think that's what she was trying to do.  The noise!  My ears!  Cats have very sensitive ears.  Does my peep not realize this?  Why would she subject me to such an auditory assault?  Oh, the inhumanity of it all!

And why do they call it caterwauling?  Never in my life, have I heard a cat making such horrible sounds.  Not even when a neighbourhood cat comes over looking to pick a fight.  Not even when a peep thinks a bath would be a good idea.  Okay, once my Auntie Primrose made some terrible noises at the doctor's but I only heard about that...  didn't actually hear it for myself...  and I'm not really convinced it was worse than what I heard my peep #1 doing the other night by the piano.  I only have her word for it.  She might be biased.  Wouldn't put it past her.

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