I like to make daily inspections of my property. I feel it's important to keep track of stuff going on around and about the place. Make sure everything is in order and whatnot. Make lists of jobs needing to be done by the peeps. Basic supervisory stuff like that. Occasionally I'll skip a day if it's raining and icky out but I try to keep a regular schedule. I figure the peeps need my assistance.
So the other day, I was doing the full inspection thing, starting with a perimeter check. I had just sniffed around the primroses in the primrose garden - which, by the way, are beginning to look a little past it - before heading across the driveway and around the hedge. Well, once on the other side of the hedge, I got a really good look at the front lawn and what did I see? Perhaps I should ask, what did I not see. I had to ask, where in the mouses was my lawn?
I'm sure lawns are supposed to be green. Mine usually is all summer but on this particular day, the sun had come out and where there had been green a day or two before, everything was white. For a moment, I wondered if it had snowed. I remembered that it had rained the day before... Perhaps the temperature had dropped and the rain had turned into snow? I had never heard of snow in my neck of the woods in May but I suppose there's a first for everything. It is Canada, after all. There was white stuff all over the area where there should have been green grass however, in my experience, when the white stuff falls, it falls everywhere and not just where the lawn is supposed to be. Hmmm...
I decided I would need a closer look, in order to identify this particular white stuff, so in I went. I found myself wading through a sea of white. It wasn't wet like snow nor was it cold. In fact, it wasn't snow at all. It was violets! It was a massive sea of white violets.
The violets came right up to my knees. Do we cats even have knees? Bees have knees. At least I think they have knees. People talk about the "bees knees" all the time. And this is kind of weird... there were bees buzzing all around those violets. Hmmm... coincidence? Anyway, my point is, the sea of violets was pretty darned deep.
Clearly, the peep has not been keeping up with her lawn duties. It really is time for her to mow the lawn, I think. I'm gonna have to crack the whip, so to speak, and get her back to work in my garden. I see that that nosey neighbour cat's peeps mowed his lawn. It looks all neat and pretty whereas mine is just a general mess of white stuff. My peep is gonna have to do better than this. I mean, I have a certain reputation to uphold. I am Nerissa of Nerissa's Life. Hmmm... Maybe if I encourage her with some treats... Party Mix anyone?