I know you all know that I live with a couple of peeps. Well, the first peep... otherwise known as peep #1... is getting old. Older than the hills, I should think. And our hills here in Nova Scotia are really old. So old, they've been worn down over time so that they really are only hills now. Not mountains or anything anymore. My peep is older than... than... than I really don't know what except those aforementioned hills. Anyway, to celebrate this oldness of hers, she's having a birthday and it just happens to be tomorrow.
I've been scheming and plotting and my plan is apaw. I even got the peep a prezzie or three. Wanna hear about them?
Firstly, I got her a package of catnip seed. Pretty good prezzie for a peep, don't you think? She fancies herself a bit of a gardener and I, as you know, am a connoisseur of the nip. All in all, it's the perfect gift I should think. I'm also including some packets of primrose seed 'cause the peep fancies herself a connoisseur of the primroses. I ordered them from a special firm in France where they grow amazing primroses, or so I have heard. The peep just raves 'bout them. Yup, I've heard her on more than one occasion, I'm afraid. Of course, they haven't arrived yet. Canada Post is so slow, you know. Also, I just sent the order in last week but I'm gonna blame Canada Post 'cause I just know that they've been slow with other stuff at other times and have escaped my well-deserved wrath then. Like last year, when they let my peep's pansy seed sit in a post office for a whole week before sending it to her even though the package was supposed to be 'expedited.' Expedited, my paw! Hmmmph!!! They really are due for a little Nissy wrath, don't you think? I'll tell the peep all about the primrose seed when she opens the prezzie with the nip stuff. She'll be thrilled. I just know it.
We cats also got our old peep #1 some Fancy Feast. Being a peep and a veggie, she won't eat it but... there are twelve of us cats willing to help her out on that accord. Plus, if we're all chowing down on the Fancy Feast, we won't be bothering her for any of her dinner. Again, excellent prezzie shopping, I think. Actually, I didn't even have to shop for that one. Found a box of tins in a cupboard in the basement. Then in another cupboard, I found a bow. I stuck that bow on that box of tins and now, I'm all set. Shopping from home is super easy, don't you agree?
And what's a birthday without a little bling? The peep likes pretty stones and stuff so I went out into the garden and I found some. They look like plain old ordinary rocks to me but hey, what do I know? Peeps do funny things with rocks and then they call 'em bling. One can never really properly figure out a peep but I'm thinking that with this pile of rocks I gathered, the peep will come up with something. I figure that with this pile of rocks, she's half-way there to the land of bling!
We're not having a big party or anything. Just us cats and my two peeps. Besides, we have better plans than a party... As luck would happen, my old peep's birthday falls on a Thursday this year and it just so happens that in celebration of the event, CBS is broadcasting the season premier of The Big Bang Theory. I'm sure this was intentional on the part of CBS. Do you not agree? I'm sure that the bigwigs at CBS all know how much my peep enjoys watching The Big Bang Theory with me, cuddled up on her lap. So yes, that's how we're celebrating the peep's birthday. I suspect my sister Connie will want in on the cuddling, too, 'cause she enjoys that sort of thing.
So, if you happen to be 'round your computer tomorrow, why not send the ol' peep some birthday wishes? I'm sure she'd like that. If you leave 'em on my blog, I'll read 'em to her after our cuddle session. Won't that be nice? Yeah, super nice I think.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY YA OL' PEEP!