Wednesday, 6 February 2019

curvy gal

If I fits, I sits.

MOUSES!

And if she fits, she sits, too.

MOUSES!

But on the other paw...

On the other paw, those of you who know my sister, Mason, know she's uh...

Well...  

Well she's not the kinda kitty who likes to go without her supper.  She's rather uh...

Hmmm....

She's uh...  Somewhat...

HMMM...

Well she's what one might call a CURVY GAL, for sure.

Yeah, that's the ticket.

MOUSES!

But before we were talking 'bout Mason, we were talking 'bout boxes, and I bet you're all wonderin' why Mason's voluptuous curves have anythin' to do with boxes at all.

Well...

Well let's just say, sometimes those curves don't fit.

MOUSES!

Yesterday evenin', Peep #1 placed an empty box on the family room floor.  I don't know why she did it.  It wasn't actually a box meant for us cats.  It was just a...  Well...  A box.

But the general rule in my house is, no box remains empty for long, so...

So Mason immediately trotted over to inspect said box.

Now as it turns out, the box was not a big box, at all.  Oh, it wasn't super small, like a ring box, or anythin' like that.  It was much bigger than a ring box, for sure.   It was bigger than a shoe box, too.  But not by much.  And unfortunately, it was not bigger than...

Well...

Mason.

MOUSES!

But did that stop my sister from tryin' it out?

Never one to be daunted by the mere piddly size of a box, Mason immediately stated, "If I fit, I'm sure as mouses gonna sit," although not in those exact words.

Well first the front paws went into the box but alas, with the front paws inside, there was no room for her butt.  So then she tried squeezin' the tail end in first, but that didn't work out either.  Plus, there was an issue with balance.  Next thing she knew, both she and the box had tipped right over and they both ended up lyin' on their sides.  I, of course, offered to give her a push and a shove - you know, to squeeze her butt back in there -  but my attempts of assistance were met with resistance.  In other words, I was threatened with a smacky-paw to the chin.

MOUSES!

So that's when I decided to simply get up and walk away.

Shame Mason didn't follow my lead, 'cause...

'Cause the NEXT thing I knew...

Well...

Well let me ask you this:

When is a box not a box?

WHEN IT'S A HAT.

MOUSES!

That's right, my friends, Mason wore that box as if it were a hat.

Just like that ol' cat in a hat.

And she looked...

Well...

Ridiculous, in fact.

MOUSES!





BREAKING NEWS...  This just in...  The latest fashion trend to hit the Paris catwalks this spring is the bigger-than-a-pillbox-smaller-than-a-breadbox cardboard hat.

MOUSES!


13 comments:

  1. Holy Cats! I'm going to run out and get my own bigger-than-a-pillbox-smaller-than-a-breadbox cardboard hat. I'll be so cool.

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  2. Now that is a sight I'd love to have seen. Too bad you didn't videotape it. You could have made a mint on YouTube.

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  3. Seville, it's all the rage! Box hats! Didn't you know?

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  4. mason, ewe bee gorgeouz...& never let any one tell ya canna fit in de box....look at maru ;) ☺☺♥♥

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  5. Hey, I like hats but do agree, all boxes fit...somehow!

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  6. You have to give it to Mason, she doesn't like to give up without a fight.

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  7. Oh, I would have loved to have seen that!

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  8. That box was clearly miss-described as a sitting box rather than the wearing box it so naturally must have been. Compensation I say, from the peep, for leading Mason astray and the embarrassment of it all.
    Purrs
    ERin

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  9. Mason is smart and I agree, boxes SHOULD fit around curves!! - Tom x

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  10. A box-shaped hat? Tres magnifique, Madamoiselle Mason!

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  11. It's Mason haute . . . er . . . "hat" couture! Tee hee hee.

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