Tobias says that if she fits, she sits.
On the other paw, maybe not. MOUSES!
My sister, Tobias, is a pretty little cat. Yup, she's pretty and she's little. She's pretty little, too. MOUSES!
The peeps are always saying that even though Tobias is all grown up and everything, she's really just the size of a kitten. A kitten that might be about five or six months old, they say.
Of course, my doctor has been known to say otherwise. My doctor says that Tobias is actually of normal size. Thing is, when a normal-sized kitty is compared to marmalade cats like those two long-haired brothers of mine, the normal-sized kitty ends up looking pretty little no matter how big she really is.
You noticed how I didn't say Tobias looked small when compared to me, huh? Yeah, well... Well... Well never mind. MOUSES!
Anyway, 'bout an hour ago or so, while I was sitting at my desk staring at my computer, dreaming of nip mice and wondering what-oh-what I should blog about today, on account of my having gone through my whole list of upcoming blog post topics and not finding a single one that I wanted to tackle at the mo, my sister Tobias hopped down from the windowsill and trotted across the floor. She was heading straight for a box Peep #1 had so carelessly left on the floor, over in the corner.
I'm not sure what had been in the box before. Something for the peep, I'm guessing. It wasn't nip. I'm positive of that. Had there ever been nip in that there box, I would know. The shipping of nip in cardboard boxes always leaves a slightly nippy scent, you see. A scent I can readily detect with my nip-detecting nose. MOUSES!
But whatever had been in that box, it must have been small, for the box itself was small and therefore capable of only holding small things.
And that brings me back to my sister, Tobias.
Now like I said, Tobias is little. Little as little can be. Little like that little cardboard box.
NO, I wasn't thinking of putting Tobias in the box and shipping her anywhere although truth be told...
What's that, Peepers? What did you say?
FINE. I have been informed that we don't ship cats places in cardboard boxes. That no matter how much cats might like cardboard boxes, they don't wanna be in 'em while the boxes are being shipped. I really wasn't gonna ship my sister anywhere, anyway. Wasn't even thinking 'bout it. MOUSES!
But maybe Tobias was.
Actually, Tobias was just thinking about getting herself inside that box. She wasn't thinking of going anywhere in it.
So Tobias approached the box. Tobias got up close and personal with the box. She wanted to become one with the box. She eyed it. She sniffed it. I think she might have even licked it! She gave it the once-over, for sure.
The fact that the box wasn't as long as Tobias, didn't stop her. The fact that the box wasn't as tall as Tobias, didn't stop her, either. She put in one paw and then the next and then the...
It was about the time when Tobias decided to put a third paw into the box, that she began to realize there might be a problem. Nevertheless, the third paw went into that box.
When Tobias decided to put her fourth paw inside the box, she knew she had a problem. You see, the fourth paw wouldn't fit. Well technically, the paw itself fit. It was just all the Tobias in between those four paws for which there was no room.
Tobias stood there with all four paws inside that ol' box, while most of the rest of her protruded out of its top. She stood there for a few minutes and then... Then she must have decided that maybe - just maybe - the box wasn't big enough for her, after all. That's when she started to move.
Did I say move? I meant, sway.
So Tobias started to sway to her right and as she swayed, so did the box.
She swayed a little further and again, so did the box.
A little bit more and...
Long story short, there is now a small box lying on its side on the floor, in the corner of my office, and Tobias is back up on the windowsill, washing her face, looking like nothing ever happened at all. MOUSES!
So we can safely say that that ol' adage of she fits, she sits might be better worded as, she fits nots, she sways LOTS and luckily for me, I now have a topic for my blog post today. Yay!!! Thanks Tobias. You are one good sister to have. If I need your help on Sunday, I'll let you know, for sure. MOUSES!