Sunday 7 March 2021

fifty-one weeks


Hey ho, Sivvers the Cat, here, reportin' from sunny...


From uh...


Um...


From CHILLY Nova Scotia.


MOUSES!


I'm here with the peeps, doin' not much of anythin', on account of our bein' in our fifty-first week of this ol' pandemic isolation thing.


And that would be two hundred and seventy-seven million, six hundred and three thousand, two hundred cat seconds, for those in the know.


Like me.


MOUSES!


So I'm sure all my readers are wantin' to know just what I've been up to these past two hundred and seventy-seven million, six hundred and three thousand, two hundred cat seconds.


Well...


WELL NOT MICH OF ANYTHIN', you see.


Didn't I just say that?


MOUSES!


Oh sure, I've napped a lot, but there's only so much nappin' a kitty can do.


Really, it's true!


And I've snacked a lot, too.


I've watched birds, slobbered over nip mice, and kneaded a cushion or three.  And I've made a few messes, you see.  I've complained to the peep, and even watched  a little TV!


I've peed on the carpet...


ONCE.  I did that only once.  And truth be told, IT WASN'T MY FAULT.  It was Peepers' fault, for sure.


Not quite sure HOW she was to blame but I DO KNOW that she was.


MOUSES!


I've spent a lot of time mockin' the peeps - OF COURSE - but that goes without sayin'.


MOUSES!


And I've worked on my blog and a bit on my book, and...


Umm...


Well...


Well that's about it, I guess.


Did I mention 'bout the naps?


And the snacks?


And what about the bird watchin'?  Did I...  Did I talk about that?  I have watched a number of birds these last few...  THESE LAST FIFTY-ONE weeks.


But other than all that stuff, I've done absolutely nothin' at all!


In other words, for me, it's been a somewhat NORMAL year.


Or fifty-one weeks.


MOUSES!


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And remember:

IF IN DOUBT,

DON'T. GO. OUT.

Continue to practice SOCIAL DISTANCIN' measures

AND KEEP WASHIN' YOUR PAWS.

MOUSES!

Remember to mask up, too.


10 comments:

  1. WOW, fifty one weeks, time sure flies when you're not having lockdown fun Seville!

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    1. Yup, and NEXT week it'll be an entire year. MOUSES!

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  2. Those are 51 one full weeks, if you ask me, Seville.

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    1. I kinda think so, too. OBVIOUSLY, I've been spendin' my time well. MOUSES!

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  3. You have certainly been putting your time to good use, Seville! And what a purr-ivilege for your Peeps, getting to spend so much time with you!

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  4. Almost Happy Anniversary, Seville! This sort of thing gives a real value to the things we hold dear. Be strong and carry on taking the nip!
    Purrs
    ERin

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  5. We have the same going on Seville. Well, except for the Pee but Einie squirts! Dad has him going on one spot in the cat room on a pad now. Except for that time last week. Yeah, the same

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  6. I feel like we are all living in alternate universes, where some are sitting in their seats with buckled belts, while others are allowed to move freely around the cabin. BUT... yoo are working on yoor novel. So excited! Save me a place first in line at yoor booksigning, Seville.

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  7. Dude, 51 weeks sure has flown by and we're still really no better off or closer to returning to normal, and now they're saying in the UK that the autumn/fall and winter are going to particularly bad because of new variants emerging - and we haven't even got out of this winter yet! For fluffs sake it's really staring to drag on now... glad mew're ok and hope the book is going well! XX

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  8. Wow, Sivvers. Time flies when you're having ... um ... doing whatever you do on a regular basis. :)

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