Sunday 14 October 2018

show some respect

You ever notice...

You ever notice how peeps, BEIN' PEEPS, show us kitties absolutely no respect?

And when I say no, I mean no as in a nothin' nadda nincompoop kinda way.

MOUSES!

So anyway...

So anyway, there I was, mindin' my own business, havin' a little nap on the floor next to Peep #1's feet, when all of a sudden...

When all of a sudden, I smelled somethin' kinda funky, in an icky, stinky kinda way.

Of course, I immediately thought my sister, Mason, must have used the litter box 'cause uh...  You know...  Mason does kinda have stinky poo.

MOUSES!

But no, Mason was lyin' there on the floor next to me, sound asleep.  I knew she was sleepin' on account of her snorin'.  And I knew she was not the source of the smell as not even Mason can stink up a litter box without first visitin' it.

MOUSES!

So I gave the air another sniff, and realised the smell I was smellin' wasn't actually that kinda smell after all.

It was more like...

Hmmm...

It was more like...

Valerian?

MOUSES!

Well at the thought of gettin' my paws on some valerian root, I immediately perked up my ears.  I perked up my nose, too, and I started sniffin' some more.  I sniffed all about!  And I looked about, too, but for the nine lives of me, there wasn't a sign of valerian root anywhere to be found.

Except for the smell...

MOUSES!

It was at that point when I rolled onto my back, givin' the peep better access to my tummy.  You know, to give it a good rub with her foot.

I do so enjoy a good tummy rub.  Don't you?

And oddly enough, that's when I smelled the valerian root once more.

Where oh where oh where could it be?

MOUSES!

And THAT'S when it occurred to me.

THAT'S when I remembered.

THAT'S WHEN I REALISED...

That's when it dawned on me that valerian root smells like...

STINKY FEET.

MOUSES!

"Hey Peepers!" I cried.  "Show some respect for the cat, would ya?  GET YOUR ICKY OL' MOUSED-UP STINKY FEET OUTTA MY FACE, AND..."

Hmmm...

"Wait a minute, there, Peepers.  Hold off on that last order.  On second thought, get those feet of yours back rubbin' my tummy, 'cause you know what?  You know that smell of your stinky ol' feet?  Turns out, to a cat who likes the valerian root, that's not such a bad smell, after all."

MOUSES!

10 comments:

  1. I love belly rubs, too, Severs. I like when Dad rubs my belly, but he doesn't do it with his feet. He uses his hands. I've never had my tummy rubbed with human feet before. I'd be afraid of that, 'cause my humans have stinky (and not the Valerian kind) feet! Tee hee hee. Enjoy your tummy rubs. Winks.

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  2. I don't know WHO gets less respect, Seville? You or Peeps #1.

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  3. Oh yes, I remember that stinky feet smell!

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  4. Oh my, it's not fun when the foot monster turns stinky on you!

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  5. Bwa! Haa!! Haaa!!! Kozmo is a big Valerian (and Daddy's shoes) fan! As is Jo Jo, but Jo Jo CHEWS up Daddy's shoes! Ad a matter of fact, the last time they were here, she ripped a piece off his sneakers!
    Purrs
    Marv

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  6. Haha. It's true, Sivvers! Valerian root DOES smell like stinky feet!

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  7. MOL! I wish my human's feet smelled like valerian. I'm not sure what they smell like, but it is certainly not that.

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  8. Yikes! That could mean dire trouble for your peep, I mean when the urge takes us cats to get frisky on da nip or valerian whisky, then I sure wouldn't want my foot anywhere near me and my claws!
    Toodle pips
    ERin

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  9. Valerian does smell a lot like stinky feet.

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  10. Stinky feet? I think I could handle stinky feet better than stinky butt. Those boys are stinky fellows and have stinky butts and behave stinkily with us too. Of course my butt smells like roses and all things sweet and lovely.

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