Oh hey there, Peepers. You might wanna go the other way 'round. I just used the little boys' room over here, and it's uh...
But don't worry, Peepers. I'll cover that all up. Yup, I'll scratch the wall here for a good three or four minutes, 'cause you know...
Scratchin' at walls helps cover stuff up.
YOU DON'T KNOW THERE'S NO KITTY LITTER ON THAT THERE DARNED WALL.
And speakin' of litter...
Peepers went for groceries on Friday, and do you know what she saw?
I'll tell you what she saw. I'll tell you what she saw, right now. She saw a mask on the ground in the parkin' lot, where some stupid peep must have gone and thrown it down.
Can you believe it?
Oh sure, it was one of those disposable ones, but peeps are supposed to dispose of them in the proper manner. They're not supposed to be tossin' them out on the ground.
That's litterin', that is. LITTERIN'.
Masks should be disposed of at home.
And speakin' of masks...
Peepers made some more biff bags for me.
I know, I know... I know what you're thinkin'. You're thinkin', what's the connection between biff bags and masks?
Well she used the scraps of fabric leftover from makin' a pawful of cotton masks for herself and Peep #2, to make those biff bags for me.
WAIT A MINUTE.
She used the LEFTOVER scraps from the masks to make MY biff bags?
IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN THE OTHER WAY 'ROUND.
Next time, I'll be sure she uses the scraps of fabric LEFT OVER FROM MY BIFF BAGS to make her stupid ol' masks.
But I can forgive her, I SUPPOSE, on account of her fillin' those big bags with catnip.
And speakin' of nip...
When Peepers was leavin' the parkin' lot - the one with the disposable mask recklessly tossed on the ground - she noticed the lineup to get into the human nip store was like twenty gazillion miles long.
Okay, so there were like twelve, thirteen, fourteen people in line, each standin' six paws apart. She ran out of fingers to count 'em after ten, so an in EXACT count is not to be found.
But I'm tellin' ya, peeps out there must really want their nip to be willin' to stand in a lineup that long.
Good thing I now grow my own.
And speakin' of growin'...
I've now been cooped up in this house with the peeps for a whole NINETEEN weeks now, seven days longer than this time, last week.
And that's one hundred and three million, four hundred and twenty thousand, eight hundred seconds in cat time.
IF IN DOUBT,
DON'T. GO. OUT.
Continue to practice SOCIAL DISTANCIN' measures
AND KEEP WASHIN' YOUR PAWS.
Remember to mask up, too.
Remember to mask up, too.
Those not to bright peeps toss their masks about here too.ReplyDelete
Peeps. I'm tellin' ya. Remember way back when, when someone was tossin' filled doggy poop bags on the ground? Same mentality, for sure. MOUSES!Delete
Momma says she's seen tons of masks on da ground.ReplyDelete
This was the first one Peepers has seen, apparently. She'll be on the lookout for peeps tossing 'em, now. She'll give 'em the ol' stink eye, for sure. Her masks are fabric and washable so SHE won't be tossing 'em on the ground. purrsDelete
Okay, okay, Seville...please explain what a biff bag is?ReplyDelete
And it's nice that you TRY to cover your leavings in the litter box, and that Peep #1 was mad at littering folks, but the best part is that YOU are not creating litters of kittens with females...
Oh my mouses, you don't have any biff bags? YOU'RE PEEPS ARE DEPRIVING YOU OF ONE OF THE GREATEST THINGS IN LIFE! A biff bag is a little square or rectangular piece of fabric sewn together and holdin' catnip. Kinda like a nip mouse 'cept it's fabric 'stead of knitted and it's not mouse shaped. purrsDelete
Glad you are keeping track of the weeks- I have lost count. I agree the nip bags should be top priority. :)ReplyDelete