What? WHAT? What the mousie mousin' mouses...
Peepers, what do you MEAN it's already December? What do you MEAN you forgot to flip the calendar from November? What do you MEAN it's not your fault?
Oh for the love of mouses. Of COURSE it's your fault.
I'm tellin' ya, if I don't remind Peep #1 to do stuff, she never does any of it, at all. And now, here it is December 3rd, and I'm already like ten weeks behind. Ten weeks behind for Christmas.
Okay, so maybe it's closer to three days, than ten weeks, but still...
What? What's that, Peepers? What's that you're babblin' on about now?
If I didn't know it was already December, what month did I think it was, you ask? Well November, of course. Just like the calendar was sayin'.
Peepers, I knew it was Sunday. I knew it was a postin' day. What I didn't know was that it was the first postin' day of December.
Here it is December 3rd, and I still have to write my letter to Santa. I still have to help you decorate the tree. I still have to finish my post for my December giveaway. I still have to...
Oh my mouses! PEEPERS! Do you have those pictures ready for me to use?
Peepers, do you have those pdf files ready for me to use?
For the love of mouses. If a cat wants stuff done in this house, a cat has to do all said stuff ALL by himself.
So Peepers, what exactly do you have ready for me?
Uh-huh, uh-huh... Okay... At least that's a start, I suppose. Not a very good start, but a start, nonetheless. I guess it's the best start I can expect, comin' from a peep like you.
Peepers, do you think you could have those pdf files ready for me to use on Wednesday?
Which Wednesday, you ask? THIS Wednesday, of course. Why do you have to make things so difficult? WHY?
And Peepers, do you think you could haul out the Christmas tree and decorations, tonight, so that we could...
What? WHAT? What's that you're babblin' on about now?
Nothin'. Nothin' at all. The Christmas tree decoratin' has absolutely nothin' to do with my writin' my blog post for Wednesday. But a kitty likes to bat around a bauble or two when searchin' for inspiration, you see, and...
On the other paw, never mind about that. Some things are best kept to oneself, I believe.
Okay, so here's the plan, Peep. Tonight, I'm gonna write my letter to Santa and stuff. That could take a while, I suppose. Then tomorrow, I would be much obliged if you would mail my letter, please.
And right after you take my letter to the post office, I need you takin' those pictures. You know, the ones I was talkin' about, earlier. And I need you gettin' those files ready for me to use, too.
Then on Wednesday, I'm GONNA be postin' about part one of my Christmas giveaway.
O-KAY? That's on Wednesday, Peepers. Wednesday of this week. That's only a few days away. The day after the day after tomorrow, it is. W E D N E S D A Y. You got that, ol' peepage of mine?
Okay, even I have to admit that sounds a little off. Kinda sounds like somethin' that might be septic and seepin', and possibly creepin', and...
Okay, that's not very Christmassy at all.
Okay, so bottom line is this, Peepers. I need those files ready by Wednesday. Wednesday of this week. I need the photos ready, too. And I need you to...
You know, I wonder...
I wonder if I asked Santa really nicely... If I asked him really, REALLY nicely, if he would bring me a peep upgrade. Or an upgraded peep. Whichever is easiest to find. A peep who knows how to take pictures, and do up pdf files, and more to the point, a peep who gets things done on time. And I wonder if he'd bring me my little prezzie, early. Early as in by Wednesday of this week, and...
Oh my mouses! If I'm gonna be askin' Santa for that, I'm gonna have to get my letter written to him, lickety-split. Lickety-split as in like yesterday, for sure. Or at least by tonight.