Sunday, 7 July 2019

help!

Help!  HELP!  I've fallen, and I can't get up.

Nah, although it sounds good, it's not exactly right.

Help!  HELP!  I've uh...

Um...

I uh...

I climbed up a tree and now I can't get down?

Well it's a little closer to the truth, I suppose.  Doesn't quite have the same ring to it though, you know?

MOUSES!

Plus, like my earlier cry, it's not havin' the desired effect.

MOUSES!

Help!  HELP!  PEEPERS!  Oh for mousin' out loud, Peepers.  Here.  HERE!  Here, Peepers, look over here.  I'M OVER HERE!  Quit callin' my name to goodness knows who and turn yourself around to look behind you.  I'M. RIGHT. HERE. 

MOUSES!

Okay, so now that I have your attention...

Look Peepers, I wasn't intentionally ignoring you when you were calling my name, earlier.  I would have come to you the first time you called 'cept for the fact that I was stuck up here on this fence thing and uh...

Um...

And I couldn't get down.

MOUSES!


Why am I stuck up here on this fence-like thing, you ask?

Well...

Well there was a squirrel, you see.

'Nough said.

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No, I have no idea where said squirrel is now.  Once I got up here on this fence, I had more important things to worry 'bout than where that ol' squirrel had gone.

Like what?  Like what what?  Oh...  I see.  You mean, like what kinda more important things were on mind.

Well...

Well like gettin' back down.

'Nough said.

MOUSES!

So Peepers, it's like this.  Yes, I would gladly come inside for my breakkies.  So nice of you to come out here and let me know it's ready.  But I'm at a bit of an impasse, you see.

So uh...

Um...

SO GET YOUR TAILLESS BUTT OVER HERE AND DO SOMETHING USEFUL LIKE HELPING ME DOWN.

MOUSES!

Whew.  That's better.  For a minute there, I thought I was gonna be stuck up on that fence thing for the rest of my life.  I thought I was NEVER gonna get down.  I thought...


Well...

Well I'm not gonna tell you exactly what I thought, but know this: I'm never gonna go back up there on that fence thing again.  No sirree, for I, Seville the Cat, am no fool.  I'm not gettin' myself stuck up there again.  I'm not...

Oohhh...  Look, a squirrel!  Peepers, set me down, would ya?  That squirrel is just BEGGIN' me to chase him, for sure.

MOUSES!

11 comments:

  1. I didn’t know you took up fencing Seville!

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  2. Squirrels always get me into trouble. Hope you got rescued and next time chase them up somewhere!! - Tom x

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  3. Those squirrels are always causing trouble.

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  4. Is this one of those "look before you leap" moments, Sivvers?

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  5. I bet squirrels would make me lose control too.

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  6. MOL Seville you have to keep those climbing exploits within jumping... Oh right thats no fun MOL

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  7. Attention span of a gnat, Seville!

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  8. I got an idea for you, Severs. Convince your momma to put some honey all over the fence rail so those squirrelgigs will stick to it. That'll teach 'em for playing fence acrobatics around you. Winks.

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  9. Why is it squirrels never get stuck up trees? Law of averages says that they, or some of them should, at least once, get stuck. Right? Then, when they do, you Seville the Great, can sit and watch then help them down ;)
    Have a great week,
    Purrs
    ERin

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  10. I know that squirrel set you up-probably got paid by the weasels to do it.

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