Wednesday 24 July 2019



For mousin' mouses sake, UNBELIEVABLE.


The one time someone in this house actually listens to me...

What do they do?


You all remember how I was complainin' about the hot and humid weather we were havin', right?

And how I was askin' the peep to turn the heat down?

So yesterday, it rained.

And today?

Today I'm downright chilly.  Had to snuggle under a blankie this mornin' and everythin'.


I'm tellin' ya, peeps never listen when you want 'em to, but when they finally do...



But give it a couple days and I'll be back to complainin' it's too hot again.


Of course, this is a thing we Canadian kitties do.  Complain about the weather, that is.  Yup, weather complainin' is a Canadian past time, for sure.

And it's not just we kitties who complain!  No sirree, peeps weather complain, too.  In fact, if Peeps didn't have the weather to complain about, they'd probably have NOTHIN' to talk about at all.

We kitties, of course, always have the option to complain about peeps.


And speakin' of peeps and reasons to complain...

This mornin', my breakkies were five minutes late.  I know on account of my sittin' there and complainin' about the lack of food in my dishes for an extra five minutes.

What's more, some doofus...  I mean, peep, sat in MY FAVOURITE spot on the chesterfield.  Right there in the middle where I like to rest my sweet head.  Yup, Peep #1 sat IN MY SPOT to find out 'bout the weather on the weather channel this mornin'.

And did I mention that's the spot where I like to curl up and rest my sweet head?

Oh yeah, you're gettin' the picture, for sure.  NOW if I curl up in my favourite spot on the chesterfield, I'll have to rest my head where SHE put her bum.


And what did SHE say when I complained about where SHE put her stupid ol' bum?

Somethin' stupid 'bout my puttin' MY bum on the dining room table, that's what.

Where ELSE am I supposed to sit when there are no extra chairs?



And don't even get me started on the missing freeze-dried salmon treats.  Usually I get four or five, but today, there were only three.  Three.  THREE!  That's barely enough to keep body and soul alive, that is.  BARELY enough.

Oh sure, as the peep said, the three treats were particularly big ones, but I'm still supposed to get at least four.  And if the peep thinks I can't count to four, she has another think comin'.


And then came lunch.

Okay, so I don't actually have any complaints about lunch.


But give me a minute or two.  I'm sure I can come up with somethin'.



  1. Yeah, your peep turned off the heat and turned on the showers. What the heck?! At least the weather is nice here today. I hope you got some nice weather too.

  2. If it is your meal you can have it where ever you want!

  3. Seville, the weather has gone crazy, for sure! And what is this about a lack-a-treats? An outrage, I say!

  4. dood...if de dinin room tabull iz knot for catz ta chillax on then why waz it even inn vented in de furst place....

    yea.....tell de peepz ta kind lee answer that one ;) ☺☺♥♥

  5. Sivvers, you should be able to eat wherever you want!

  6. I think you have lots to complain about!

  7. Seville we complain about the weather a whole lot down here in the US and it was just as HOT my friend. Now that you mention it it was cool today but not too cold just cool so nice. Now the treat thing is just unbelievable, terrible, the worst. I suggest a hairball somewhere strategic

  8. I complain about the weather all summer, but never in the winter- I love it cold. :)

  9. I swear that the weather and forcasting should be banned. . . . unless it's to do with nip growing, MOL
    Toodle pips

  10. Don't get me started on the weather!
    Have a wonderful weekend...

    Noodle and crew

  11. Only three treats?! That's a bum deal, Severs. But at least you get treats regularly. Mom only seldom gives me treats,'cause she's always saying that I'm allergic to lots of brands of treats. Whatever. I think she just says that so she can give my treats to the D-O-G. Can I come stay with you? Purr purr pur.


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