Oh my mouses.
OH MY MOUSES.
OH MY MOUSIE MOUSIN' MOUSES!
Ooohh... my head.
You're probably wonderin' what on Earth is the matter. What on Earth is makin' me feel the way I feel. Let me put it this way: Santa brought nip.
Yup, he brought nip mice all right.
Christmas mornin', I woke up and found myself up to my whiskers in the nip. Up to my whiskers in nip mice, for sure.
But don't get me wrong! I'm not complainin'. Fact is, nip mice up to my whiskers is exactly what I was wantin' for Christmas, but still...
Well, maybe - JUST MAYBE - I might have overdone the nip.
NOT THAT A CAT CAN HAVE TOO MUCH NIP!
But still... Well, maybe - JUST MAYBE - a cat can feel the effect of havin' too much nip. And I'M FEELIN' THE EFFECT, for sure.
What I need to do, is learn how to go easy on the nip.
BUT WE ALL KNOW THAT'S NEVER GONNA HAPPEN.
Ooohh... my head.
Now you're probably sittin' there, sayin' to yourself, But Sivvers, Christmas Day was two days ago. You haven't recovered from havin' too much nip, in two whole days?
Well firstly, I'd like to point out once again, a cat can really never have too much of the nip. I just need to set that record straight, especially if Santa is readin' this here blog. I don't want him thinkin' that next year he shouldn't be bringin' me nip.
And secondly, I'd like to point out that yesterday was Boxing Day.
What does Boxin' Day have to do with my havin' had too much nip, you ask?
Good question! The answer is as follows. You see, at our house, Boxing Day is always celebrated with boxes. That's right, it's a day meant to be spent by hangin' out in any and all boxes that happen to be lying around the house. And THE BEST WAY to enjoy a good box, is to spend time in said box while gettin' nipped. Scratch that. THE BEST WAY to enjoy a good box, is to spend time in said box while gettin' more nipped, on account of the fact that when Boxin' Day rolls around the day after Christmas, a cat like me is likely to be ALREADY somewhat... Well... Nipped.
So long story short, I got nipped on Christmas Day, and continued nippin' right through 'til Boxin' Day evenin', and now, on December 27th...
Well that makes today, the mornin' after.
And it's not like I'm the only nipped cat in the house. Mason and Andy and Rushy and Toby? Well they're all pretty nipped, too.
The peeps however, appear to be immune to the nip and that, my friends, is a good thing, 'cause let me tell you somethin'.
WE CATS AREN'T PREPARED TO BE SHARIN' OUR NIP.
Oohhh... my head.
I have GOT to stop talkin' so loudly. My head is way too nipped for such loud talkin'. Two days of nippin' and...
IT'S TIME, METHINKS, TO GO GET MYSELF SOME MORE NIP.