## Wednesday, 18 November 2015

### a little common sense

Nineteen, twenty, twenty-one, twenty...

Oohhh...  Is that a bird I hear?  Where, where is he?  Oh there he is! Hello there Mr. Birdy. You having a good day so far? That's good to hear.

Now where was I? Twenty-uh...  Awww, not again.  MOUSES!

One, two, three, four...

PEEPERS!  Come over here for a second, would you?  You forget to pick up some sense in the common sense aisle last time you were at the grocery store?  They do sell that over there, don't they?  I mean, they sell pretty much everything there, right?  You forget to get a bag of sense?

Don't give me that look, Peepers.  I'm perfectly justified in asking such a question.  I've been counting all these bags of leaves you dumped back here.  Taken up most of my morning and I still haven't finished counting.  Had a few distractions, you see.  But never mind that.  Never mind the distractions.  Instead, mind the fact that I'm wondering why I'm having to count all these bags in the first place.

What's that, Peepers?  But I do have to count all the bags.  I need to figure out exactly how lacking in sense you are and my final leaf bag total will tell me that.  MOUSES!

One, two, three, four...

Hold on Peepers!  Don't leave just yet.  Let me ask you something.  Let me ask you exactly why you've dumped all these bags of leaves back here because as far as I can tell, all you've done is make one big ol' mess.  The magnitude of the mess will be determined once I finish my mathematical calculations although, truth be told, I appear to be having a little trouble getting past the number four.

But back to the question at paw.  Why have you dumped all these bags of leaves back here?  I only ask because I'm thinking you're doing something backwards.  I mean, everyone else in the neighbourhood is raking up their leaves and putting them in bags and then putting those bags at ends of their driveways so that they'll be taken away.  They don't want them any more.  They don't want the leaves.  They're thinking of them as garbage or something.

So why on earth are you driving around, picking up the stuff they're throwing away?  And then hauling them into my back yard and dumping them in my garden?  MOUSES!

You think about that for a minute, Peepers, while I get back to my counting.  One, two, three, four...

What did you just say, Peepers?  You say the leaves aren't garbage?  Then why is everyone putting them in garbage bags and hoping someone will haul them away?  And why-oh-why have you taken it upon yourself to be the person who ends up doing said hauling?

Now if they were bags of nip I could certainly see why you'd want to pick them up although even I wouldn't know what to do with this much nip.  I mean, there are a whole lot of bags back here.  That would be a whole lot of nip.  That would enough nip to nipify all the cats in Atlantic Canada, to be sure.  MOUSES!

Hmmm...  You don't suppose there might actually be some nip in some of these bags, do you Peepers? Maybe one or two nip bags got mixed up with the bags of leaves?  Nah, I would have smelled the nip by now if there were.  MOUSES!

I should get back to my counting.  One, two, three, four...

What's that, Peepers?  You think I should do what? Hmmm...  Four times nine, divided by nine and then multiplied by the length of this row of bags divided by the length of how many I've already counted and then multiplied and divided by nine again?

Nope, that's just making it more complicated, Peepers.  How 'bout we try this.  You start counting over at that end and I'll count from this end and when we meet up, we'll add 'em all together.  But be sure to keep your counting to yourself, okay?  I'm hoping to get past four this time.  MOUSES!

Okay, Peepers.  What have you got?  How high did you count?

Really?  That high, huh?  You sure?  I only ask because I wasn't aware you were capable of counting that high.  Didn't realize you had that many claws...  I mean, fingers and toes.  MOUSES!

Yeah, what of it?  Look, the only reason I didn't count past four was that there were a number of distractions over at my end of the pile of bags of leaves.  I actually counted to four numerous times but you know how it is.

Oh excuse me Peepers but I'd like for you to meet Mr. Birdy and his missus.  They're visiting for a bit before flying south.  They have a condo in Florida, I do believe.

Yeah, distractions like that.  MOUSES!

So where were we?  Right.  We need to add your sixty-eight to my four.  Well...

What's that, Peepers?  You say the answer is seventy-two?  How did you come up with that, Peepers?  You have that memorized or something because if you do, you're doing it all wrong.  With the new kitty math at our paws, you have to add stuff to my four in increments of nine until you reach the point where you can't add any more nines.

Because kitties do everything with nines!  Jeesh...  Some peeps.  MOUSES!

Then, of course, after all that adding you have to multiply everything by nine at least once and then divide by nine the same number of times.

Because like I said, we kitties like the number nine.  It is the purrfect number, to be sure.  (Please excuse the kitty talk but I couldn't help myself there.)

Now, four plus nine plus nine plus nine...  Okay, four plus nine, seven times...  Well that equals sixty-seven.  Then we subtract sixty-three from your sixty-eight.  That gives us five.  Then if I add that five to sixty-seven and multiply that total by nine, twice and then divide by nine, twice, I get...

Look at that, Peepers.  Your answer of seventy-two was right after all.  MOUSES!

And you say you did that just by somehow knowing that four added to sixty-eight would be seventy-two, huh?  Interesting...

Well we'll discuss your weird, old-fashioned and archaic math they used to teach at dinosaur school at some other time, Peepers.  Right now, I want to discuss this lack of common sense you appear to have.  By my calculations, it appears that you're about seventy-two bags of leaves short of a spoonful of sense.  MOUSES!

What's that, Peepers?  Oh.  Really? Well in that case...

Apparently, the peep is creating a new flower bed in which she plans on planting primroses and stuff and since there is currently lawn - yeah, that's what we call it at my house even though most real gardeners would beg to differ - in the area where the flower bed is to be, she's piling up the leaves and adding a little alfalfa meal to help speed up the decomposition process so that by next fall, she'll have lots of nice humus-rich soil for those primroses. Wonder why she didn't just say so in the first place.  MOUSES!

1. Yes, Seville, peeps do some really weird things, don't they? That old-style math yours did ... so strange.

We bet those leaves will make for some nice compost, though!

1. Tell me about it! purrs

2. Hmm...math was never my strong point, but that's a lot of bags of leaf mould. May still be worth checking them out, just in case some mice, or nip, or even nip mice got in. purrs

1. I'm gonna! Gonna go through them all, looking for wayward nip mice, for sure. purrs

3. Sorry, I got distracted bout da idea of all dem bags full of nip leaves.

1. Well a very pleasant distraction, for sure. purrs

4. That will be a rich place to grow some great plants with all those leaves. What a good idea. Can't wait to see what grows.

1. Me too! Got my paws crossed that there are more flowers than weeds. Actually, I've got my paws crossed for nip but the peep didn't mention plans to plant any of that, there. MOUSES!

5. dood....4) afturr 4 iz de number 7....trust uz...we epic failed at histree in skewl & sum wood say math two, but if ya keep countin 7 will inn fact come afturr four less yur countin bak werdz but we haznt gotten ta that in skewl yet......we say yur peeps shuld OPEN thoze bagz oh leeves...due ewe noe how much fun rollin in 72 times 63 bags oh leeves wood be !!! inn deed :) fun times 800 bazillion !!! hope her plan werks sew next fall ya haz 27 acres oh primroses ♥♥♥

1. Oh yes... The bags are going to be opened up this week. Peep #1 had hoped to do that this weekend but it poured. But she wants them open before winter so this week is her new plan. MY plan is to do some digging in there before the week is out. purrs

6. OH my mommy loves Primroses and she is still too puny to dig in her rock hard yard with plenty of clay in the soil to make it like concrete!

1. You have clay? We have sand. Peep #1 says it's a lot like a giant litter box and to tell you the truth, I kind of agree. MOUSES!

7. A flower bed? Those flowers don't need to be sleeping when there's counting to be done!

1. Seriously! Actually, flowers are known to be very bad at math. MOUSES!

8. My human sort of figured that was what she was doing about halfway through your counting, Seville! She has lots of "book" knowledge about gardening... but sadly can't translate it into action. She has a decidedly black thumb.

1. She did! Wow. Well your peep had it figured out before me. I guess I was concentrating on the math too much and not on the... the... the fun? purrs

9. MOUSES! Seville, that sounds like an awful lot of hard work! All that counting!
Oh, yeah - we suppose the peeps worked pretty hard also, hauling all those leaves. But - NEXT fall? That's a long, l o n g, l o n g time to wait for primroses.
Our human says she thinks she'll just buy some in flowerpots and put them on the windowsill or the porch. But then, We don't have a proper garden :-(

1. And we'll have to wait even longer than that! Can you believe it? Peep says she'll start the seeds in the spring and plant them in the new bed in the fall but they won't be ready for blooming until the year after that. MOUSES!

10. Nice to know there will be more Primroses in the Spring. Don't strain your brain with all that math Sivvers

1. Yeah, I need to save my brain for complicated kitty physics and stuff. Right? purrs

11. That makes sense now, it is actually a great idea. I was looking forward to the peep narrating again- she has a lovely voice. She should look into becoming a voice over talent for reading books on CD, etc. Good thing you are a great writer Seville because your Math skills need a little bit of help. :)

1. You think? But I'm so good at kitty physics and eggbeater-whisk time travelling-teleportation technology and stuff. Adding is way harder, for sure. MOUSES!

By the way, Peep #1 did record a second post. She read one of Nissy's posts that I really like. I have a new page, For Your Ears Only, up at the top of my blog. Will be adding to it each week. purrs

12. Have a super duper weekend!

Noodle and crew

I love hearin' from my pals. I really, REALLY do. PURRS.