Sunday 12 October 2014

invasion of the pumpkin people

For all of us Canadian kitties, this is Thanksgiving Weekend.  That's right, we northern kitties start celebratin' early, compared to our southern counterparts.  Oohhh...  and those in Alaska who are to the north and/or west of the rest of the kitties like me.  Hmmm..  Or should that be I?

Anywho...  this is Thanksgiving weekend, also known as prime pumpkin season, here in Nova Scotia.  Not 'cause I live with three pumpkin-coloured brothers and a sister who comes super close, although she's lighter than your traditional marmalade kitties.  Lighter in colour, by the way, and not by weight.  And I mustn't forget my three calico sisters and my tortie auntie, all of whom are also sportin' the pumpkin colours.  I'm tellin' you, the marmies are takin' over. MOUSES!

But like I was sayin', this weekend isn't pumpkin season on account of the marmies.  It's pumpkin season on account of the pumpkins.  They're everywhere!

All the local farm markets and whatnot are filled to the brim with the things.  The pumpkins, I mean, and not the marmie cats.  There are still some pumpkins in fields, too.

And then there are the gigantic monstrous ones that peeps try to grow as large as they can until they're too heavy to take anywhere without the aide of a tractor or a forklift or somethin'.  Again, I'm talkin' about pumpkins and not those marmie brothers of mine although, truth be told, if Rushton gains any more weight, the peep will be needin' a forklift to lift him, for sure.

Before anyone panics 'bout Rushton's size, Peep #1 says it's okay 'cause he's obviously got some coon in him.  Like a WHOLE, ENTIRE COON, I do believe.  He's naturally big.  He can stand on his hind legs and reach right up to put his front paws 'round Peep #1's waist.  Yeah, just like a dog. MOUSES!

But back to the pumpkins.  Farmers 'round here grow those gigantic, monstrous ones for Cinderella, I do believe.  They're gonna be turned into carriages or somethin'.

Then there are the pumpkin people.  No, they're not peeps who are the colour of pumpkins like the marmalade cats.  Rather, they're peeps who ARE pumpkins.  It's true.  Their heads are made of pumpkins.  MOUSES!

And just like the actual pumpkins, the pumpkin peeps are everywhere, too.  They're multiplying.  It's like the invasion of the pumpkin' people or somethin'.  No word yet on whether or not aliens are involved however, that is a story on which I am workin'.  Again I must say, MOUSES!

Closer to home, there are pumpkins, too.  In fact, there was some pumpkin activity goin' on at my house, yesterday.  Yup, it's true. Took place in my very own kitchen.

Like every year around this time, Peep #1 bakes a pumpkin pie or two.  Yesterday was the big day.  Yes, my friends, pumpkin pies were baked.

I knew the peep was gonna be makin' those pumpkin pies and truth be told, I was a little concerned for the health and welfare of those peeps whose heads are made of pumpkin but it turned out that I needn't have worried.  Peep #1 used pumpkin from a tin.

However, when I saw that ol' tin of pumpkin, I was reminded of my recent blog post, "they are? MOUSES!" in which I came to the realisation that my turkey cat food is actually made from turkeys which are, in fact, birds.  Yes, the deceit of the tins.  Turkeys can come in tins.  Who knew?

Pity the poor pumpkin people whose heads were used in the cannin' of that tinned pumpkin.  I'm just hopin' I didn't actually know any of them or anythin'.

Anywho...  back to the bakin'.  The peep got out her tin of pumpkin in preparation for the bakin' of those pies.  I got a good look at that ol' tin and noticed that on it, it read, pure pumpkin.  Now this came as a bit of a surprise to me.  I looked at the tin and then over at the peep and said, "Pure pumpkin?  What else would be in a tin of pumpkin?"

Apparently, it could have been squash.  Non-pumpkin, squash.  Peep says some companies do that. They try to pass off regular ol' squash as pumpkin.  I wonder if that's to save the pumpkin people. Could be.  Never heard tell of any squash people 'round here.

So the peep got out her tin of pumpkin and all the other necessary ingredients like eggs and cream and spices and...  and did I mention cream?  Mmmm...

She had to start by makin' the pie shells.  Now I won't go into a whole lot of detail 'bout the makin' of those pie shells on account of the fact that this is a blog post and not the longest novel ever written in the history of catkind but suffice it to say, she made a mess.  You ever hear of fur flyin'?  Well, think about that and then add the letters l and o so that you've turned the word fur, into flour.  Yes, my friends, there was flour...  EVERYWHERE.  Peep will be cleanin' up bits of flour from now until Christmas, I do believe.  MOUSES!

That reminds me, Peep #1 has some extra laundry to do, this week.  Yup, she was wearin' the flour like it was some sort of fashion statement or somethin'. She still is wearin' a bit of it, I do believe.  I had better remind her to wash her hair today, too.  Again I must say, MOUSES!

Once the pie shells were made, it was time to start the fillin'.  She opened that ol' can of pure pumpkin - possibly made from the heads of pumpkin people whom we have hopefully never met - and spooned it out and into a bowl.  Then she added the eggs, cream, sugar and spices.  So far, so good.

But then, my friends, the peep got out a whisk.  I panicked, for sure.  Was it one of Seville's whisks? Would it transport my peep through space and time using eggbeater-whisk time travelling-teleportation technology?  Would the peep disappear right before my very eyes?

Thankfully, the whisk was a dud.  Yes, it whisked up the pumpkin and whatnot, all right, but there was no time travellin' involved.  Close one.  Whew!

After the whiskin' was over and my heart stopped beatin' a mile a minute on account of the time travelling-teleportation scare, the peep poured the pumpkin filling into the pie shells and she baked 'em.  They took a long time to bake which was good, I think, on account of the huge mess Ol' Peepers had made in my kitchen.  She needed that bakin' time to get the place cleaned up.  My gosh my peep is a messy baker.  MOUSES!

Hmmm...  now THERE'S a title for a cookbook.  The Messy Baker.  LOVE IT!  I'll have to mention that to the peep, sometime.  She could write a series.  Could even end up on television or somethin'.

In the meantime, I'm gonna be thinkin' about all the things for which I have to be thankful.  After all, this is Thanksgiving Weekend.

Right off the top of my head, I can think of a few things.  I'm thankful that the whisk the peep used was a time-travellin' dud.  I'm thankful that there was cream leftover after Ol' Peepers made those pies 'cause I'm thinkin' I might get to enjoy a drop or two.  I'm thankful that I now have three brothers even if the latest is another marmie.  (More on that in a future post.)  And, of course, I'm very thankful for my peeps.  Thankful that I have 'em and incredibly thankful that their heads are not made of pumpkins 'cause if they were, they might have been in that ol' tin of pumpkin and been baked into those pumpkin pies.  And that, my friends, would have been a MOUSES! moment, for sure.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!  Happy Thanksgiving to all the peeps out there, pumpkin and non-pumpkin, alike.  And to all the cats, bunnies and doggies, too.  HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ALL! To each and every one of you.


  1. Oh, we love it when there is pumpkin pie, that almost always means whipped cream!

  2. Oh Happy Thanksgiving Nissy!!! Do you know, we never had pumpkins here at all until recent years when the old halloween thing took off! The Staff says she'd rather stick needles up her nails than eat pumpkin pie, but she's a bit strange and I think the difference between a pumpkin and a squash is the squash is, ya know, squashy!! MOL xox

  3. Happy Thanksgiving Nerissa (and your furmily too!). The mom bean is lazy so she buys her pumpkin pie, but she's been messing with the turkey today so hopefully that means we'll get a taste or too (not from a tin, MOL)

    Sasha. Sami, & Saku

  4. Lady does not like pumpkin pie, it is apple genre. Happy Thansgiving!

  5. Happy Thanksgiving. M says our day here is so purrfect, that it would be a good Thanksgiving Day - temp is about 60 F, light breeze, and lots of sun shine. Now I sure hope your mom didn't ruin your whisk so that you can't do traveling with it again. Maybe you should test it to be sure.

  6. Happy Thanksgiving Nerissa! Hope you all have a wonderful holiday with lots of turkey and family! Hope those pies are wonderful too!

  7. Pumpkin pie is a new concept to me! Being as this is my first fall season.

  8. Happy Thanksgiving! How nice of you to worry about the pumpkin peeps.

  9. Happy Eat-a-burd Holiday!

  10. Had thanksgiving dinner today at our bay, those Americans are just so slow. Hope you have a good long weekend

  11. I'm ready for some pumpkin long as it's covered in whipped cream and you hold the pie. ~Wally

  12. Happy Thanksgiving! We have tons of pumpkins right now in the States too. We like them for decoration, but Mom is not a pumpkin pie fan. Or anything with pumpkin flavor. Hope the pumpkin people don't get you, Nissy!

  13. oooooh, I lurves pumpkin!!! Raw and in pie...and outta a tin!

    xx Sweet Pea, purrfesional consumer of gourds.

  14. Pumpkin pie is my FAV!!!! Happy Thanksgiving to you and your furmily!!!
    ღ husky hugz ღ frum our pack at Love is being owned by a husky!

  15. Happy Thanksgiving Sweet Pumpkin :) We don't have that in the Netherlands, but we loved to celebrate it with you...btw pumpkins we have ;)

  16. Hi Nissy! I hope you and your family had a FAB Thanksgiving.......I'm already dreaming of turkey here and I have a LONG wait until our Thanksgiving arrives. My Mom does the pumpkin pie thing and I know lots of woofies and meowzers who like a bit of that orange stuff....not me....gimme strawberry yogurt ANY day!

    Hugs, Sammy

  17. Happy thanksgiving my pal - enjoy!!

  18. Happy Thanksgiving, Nissy and furmily. Now we are quite interested in pumpkin pie baking, especially Mom as those are one of her favorites. She thinks you are quite lucky to not have to wait until the end of November for Thanksgiving and those nommy pies. And we are so excited to meet your new marmie brofur. This sounds purrty exciting. XOCK, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Jo

    1. Know what? I think you're the ONLY cats who noticed that. purrs

  19. We hope you had a great Thanksgiving!
    We like that you celebrate it sooner...makes a bit longer between Christmas.
    Here in the states it feel all smooshed together.

    Noodle and crew

  20. We loved your exhaustive report of the making of the pumpkin pie ! Happy Thanksgiving Nissy ! Could your peep tell our mom how to bake a pumpkin pie ? She knows for the soup, but not for a pie ! Purrs

  21. Happy Thanks Giving Nissy,Hope you all have a fab day,xx Speedy

  22. Hope you had a great Thanksgiving. We will be at our new house by the time our Thanksgiving arrives! I love pumpkin pie because it always has whipped cream on it at our house! Sometimes I get to lick the plate.

  23. Oh Nissy glad yous gunna get sum nommy punkin' and turkey. Happy fanksgivin to yous and yous furmily. :)

    Luv ya'

    Dezi and Lexi

  24. Happy Thanksgiving weekend! And happy Pumpkin/Squash pie making/Marmie time! Pia says, yes, yes we are taking over! Purrs...

  25. Happy Phankzgivin o ya Nerissa n Seville n yer fursibz n Hu'Manz!!
    We lubz da punkinz here altho da punkin peepz scare me a bit....
    Mum n me iz havin a quiet T-Givin day; just da two of us...
    Me had turkey feest....mmmm...nommie....
    Me iz phankfull fer:
    Me Guardeean Angelz
    Beein alive aftur 18 monthz of beein chronick sick
    Fer all me bloggie furendz all over da werld
    Fer yer kewl bloggie Nerissa...
    **paw kissez** Nylablue xxxxx

  26. *paw clapping* You got a new brother!! Another Marmie!!! PAWSOME!! Can't wait to hear all about him and all about where he came from...hope not from that in of pumpkin!

  27. A MARMIE BROFUR???? (Oh, and Faraday looooves pumpkin pie. Word. He stole the WHOLE PIE his first Thanksgiving with us!)


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