What the mouses?
WHAT the mouses?
What the mousie mousin' mouses is she doin' now.
"Hey Mason! COME GET A LOAD OF THIS."
And... She's down.
Probably slipped on a death fish or somethin'.
Or maybe some seaweed.
Serves her right for bein' out there in the first place, playin' in that ol'...
"Do you think we should go help her up?" asked my sister Mason.
We looked at one another. "BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" we cried, both rollin' on the floor, laughin'.
And... She's up.
Guess you really can't keep a good peep down.
So I bet you're all wonderin' what happened, at my house, the other day.
Well it all began...
It all began a couple weeks ago, when the hot and steamy weather moved in without an invitation. The weatherpeeps kept sayin' it was gonna rain. The weatherpeeps kept LYIN' is more like it, for rain, it never did. The forecasted rain, it appeared, was fake news.
For on Sunday, it rained.
On Sunday, it poured.
It poured so hard, a little lake formed right there on our driveway.
Yup, literally. I LITERALLY mean LITERALLY.
It was a lake all right.
On our driveway.
Can a lake be just a couple inches deep?
I'll have to think on that.
And then there was the peep.
Oh yeah, she was there.
In all her glory.
Out there, out on that ol' the lake.
Well in it, actually. Yup, she was literally IN the lake.
You should have seen her, my friends, wadin' through the two inches of water, movin' her plant pots about. Movin' her plant pots that were fillin' up with the rain.
Now two inches might not seem like a lot of water to some of you but as a cat, I can tell you with one hundred percent certainty, it is. I certainly wasn't plannin' on goin' out in it.
As for the peep...
Well the peep was out there, sloshin' about in that ol' lake!
FYI, her shoes are never gonna be the same. They are a lost cause, for sure.
I think they drowned or somethin'.
The shoes, I mean.
In the lake.
And then there were the fish.
Okay, so I don't actually know if there were any fish out there in that ol' lake or not. I don't know for sure, on account of my not bein' willin' to go out there and check.
My fur-sibs weren't willin' to check, either.
And they all rolled on the floor, laughin'.
But I'm thinkin'...
I'm thinkin' that where you have a lake, you have fish, too.
Small fish, of course.
'Cause only a small fish can fit in a couple of inches of water.
Guppy-sized fish, I suppose.
But guppies ARE fish.
Kinda. Sorta. You know.
But as for the peep...
Well the peep, bein' a peep, played out in that lake for a bit.
Then she came inside and dripped water all over the floor.
Then she threw out her shoes.
Then she complained 'bout gettin' all wet while playin' out in the lake.
Well what the mouses did she THINK was gonna happen? You play in a lake, you get wet. If you don't wanna get wet, DON'T PLAY IN THE LAKE.
I'm tellin' ya, some peeps.
Excuse me, my friends, while I again roll on the floor, laughin'.
Phew, I needed that.