"What the mouses?" I cried as my brother Anderson rushed past me, nearly knockin' me over.
"THERE'S NO LITTER BOX IN THERE!" I yelled after him.
Andy stopped in his tracks, spinnin' on his hind paws. "Why would I care about that? I don't need to go to the bathroom."
"My mistake," I shrugged. "It's just that when I rush around like you were, it's usually to get to the litter box at the last minute." I sat back on my haunches, deep in thought. "Perhaps I should be tellin' you there are no treats in there, either. MOUSES!"
"I wasn't after treats," Anderson scowled. "I needed into your office, is all."
"First of all, Andy, you do not need into MY office. Not ever. Not ever as in never. And secondly... Secondly... Well nothin' else matters. Nothin' else important, anyway. MOUSES!"
I thought for a moment before asking. "But just out of curiosity, why were you so desperate to get in there?"
"The door opened."
"And?" I asked, expectantly.
"And? There must have been a better reason than the door openin' for you to be so anxious to get in there. So anxious you nearly knocked me over."
Anderson looked thoughtful. "No, that was it. The door opened and I said to myself, I need in there, NOW. So I dove in as fast as I could."
"And nearly knocked me right over. MOUSES! You know, it's not nice to knock your fur-sibs over as you run past 'em," I informed my brother.
"If it makes you feel any better, Seville, I nearly knocked myself over, too. I mean, I nearly tripped over my tail. And my rear legs kinda slipped out from underneath me and..."
"I noticed," I said, flatly.
"The whole world noticed, Andy. I'm bettin' the six o'clock news will have footage and everythin'."
"Oh yeah, I'm thinkin' they filmed your little faux pas and..."
I let out a big sigh.
"Um Seville, what's a foe paw?"
"It's a faux pas, actually."
"Oh. Is that some kind of treat or something like that?" my brother asked.
"Depends upon whose watchin'," I smirked, before slammin' my office door shut.
I had made it halfway across the kitchen when I realized, "Oh my mouses! ANDERSON IS ALONE IN MY OFFICE. I can't allow that. Goodness knows what mischief he'll get up to in there.
I raced back to my office door. Opening it up, Andy came tearing out like a bat out of you-know-where, nearly knocking me over, once again.
"WHAT THE MOUSES?" I cried. "Why the mouses are you rushin' out of there like that?"
"I needed out of your office, is all," was Anderson's reply.
"And why were you so desperate to get out, so quickly?"
"The door opened."
"And? And? AND?"
And Andy had no answer.
On second thought, never mind. I don't wanna know," and I slammed my office door shut as quickly as I could. "MOUSES!"
What kind of an office duzn't have treats though?ReplyDelete
That's a good question... Hey Peepers? HOW COME MY OFFICE DOESN'T HAVE A SUPPLY OF TREATS? MOUSES!!!Delete
That could have gave new meaning to I gave at the office!ReplyDelete
It sure could! Bwahahahahahahahahahaha!!!! PURRSDelete
So guess we will never know why Andy wanted into your office so bad. That is silly that there weren't any treats in there.ReplyDelete
Well Andy IS a silly boy, for sure. MOUSES!Delete
Well Seville, at least he didn't jump on top of ya'. Mes sisfur thinks she oughtta jump over and land smack dab on top of me. (shakes head) Me doesn't know what to do with her. Big hugs fur allReplyDelete
Dezi and Raena
And thank goodness for that! Andy weighs like twenty pounds. MOUSES!Delete
Andy sounds like Penny, never met an open door they didn't want to go through :)ReplyDelete
Yup, my brother Anderson is like that for sure. You think he and Penny could be related? purrsDelete
I guess it's the lure of the open door...ReplyDelete
It's the lure of somethin', for sure. MOUSES!Delete
Hehe, if ever Anderson needs to lose weight, you'd only have to open an shut that there door a few times. Purrs, Erin.ReplyDelete
Now THAT'S an idea. THANKS! purrsDelete
andy...dood...we due knot haz tee vee hooked up sew we did knot see yur foe paw.....just ta let ya noe ! N how long ya think itz gonna take bee fore seville finds out what IZ in hiz office ;) ♥♥♥ !!ReplyDelete
What? Andy left somethin' in my office? MOUSES!Delete
It had better not be 'artwork'. MOUSES!!!
There needs to be a law against doors being between treats and cats. If Dori were here, she'd be looking for a lawyer. She sues over the slightest injustice.ReplyDelete
Plus, she carries a box of Smittens wherever she goes. MOUSES!Delete
Ahhhh the magikal closed door :) Ralphie gets sucked in by it sometimes too!ReplyDelete
I'm waitin' for Andy to run smack right into it! purrsDelete
It's okay, Andy. There's lots of excitement around here too when doors open. The cats like to race toward the newly opened rooms and inspect them!ReplyDelete
Yup, Andy never met an open door he didn't like. MOUSES!Delete
You know of coarse that it's the humans that invented doors!ReplyDelete
Have a super weekend...
Noodle and crew
Humans and their stupid inventions. MOUSES!Delete
Oh Seville, that sounds just like when I'm trying to keep Parsley & Smooch out of the Weapons Room and Firing Range in the Bunker, mew just know it's going to be a disaster, here's hoping yours wasn't! MOLReplyDelete
Basil & Co xox
No weapons and stuff in my office like in your Bunker. Whew! Let Andy loose with stuff like that and we'd have a disaster on our paws, for sure. MOUSES!Delete
I always knew Anderson was gonna be the major consumer of all treat rations at your home Seville. Don't ask me how I knew that, I just didReplyDelete
Peeps just have to 'think' about treats and the next thing you know, Andy is right there. MOUSES!Delete