'Cause if it were, you'd be whining a whole lot more than you are.
It appears to be...
Yup, that's what it is. That's the whole problem right there. Peepers, you have a purple toe.
And might I suggest, the next time you have a run-in with a door, just step aside and let the door win.
I'm tellin' ya, peeps can be such...
Does Peepers not realise that I, Seville the Cat, need her for various daily tasks? There are tins needin' to be opened, litter boxes needin' to be cleaned, and tummies needin' to rubbed, for starters. Then there are chins needin' ticklin, sun puddles needin' dustin', and blankies needin' to be washed.
She can't risk gettin' sick. She can't risk breakin' limbs and things.
PEEPERS, YOU CAN'T GO 'ROUND STUBBIN' YOUR TOE.
I DON'T CARE that you were in a hurry and didn't notice the door standin' ajar.
And how does one not notice a door, anyway? I mean, doors are big. Doors are obvious. They're right there for all the world to see.
To not see a door is...
Is STUPID is what it is. Stupid as stupid can be.
Of course, peeps are by nature, stupid. I mean, when you compare the intellect of a peep to a cat, there's no comparison. No comparison at all!
You don't see us cats waitin' on peeps paw and paw, and cleanin' out their toilets.
So maybe I should give ol' Peepers a break.
No pun intended.
Yeah, maybe I should give her a break and recognise that AS A PEEP, she might be incapable of knowin' it's a bad idea to go slammin' her toes into doors by mistake. Perhaps I should even extend her a little sympathy 'bout her purple - and probably painful - toe.
Yeah, that's probably what I should do.
And in fact, I think I actually will.
Right after I go laugh at her for a bit.
'Cause you know...
Purple toes look funny.