fifty-two weeks

*tap tap tap*

Now who's that tappin' on the door?

*tap tap tap*

I SAID, WHO'S THAT TAPPIN' ON THE DOOR?

*tap tap tap*

Oh for mousin' out loud.  Do peeps not know we're still in the midst of this ol' pandemic thing?  DO PEEPS NOT KNOW we've been in this ol' pandemic thing for like the past year?  For the past fifty-two weeks?  FOR THE PAST TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-THREE MILLION, FORTY-SIX THOUSAND, FOUR HUNDRED CAT SECONDS?  DO PEEPS NOT KNOW?

*opens front door*

WE DON'T WANT ANY, YOU FREAKS!!!  Stop tappin' on my door in the midst of this ol' pandemic thing.  You shouldn't even be goin' to other peeps' doors, right now, and...

Hmmm...  Now that's odd.  There's no one here.  I appear to be yellin' at no one at all.

Must be 'cause I called 'em freaks.

MOUSES!

*tap tap tap*

I swear to you, my friends, if you could see me now, you'd see smoke comin' outta my feline ears.

MOUSES!

I SAID...

Huh, still no one here.

*scratches behind an ear*

And this time I didn't even get the chance to call 'em freaks.

MOUSES!

*tap tap tap*

Grrrr....  I'm gonna fling open that door and Heaven help whoever...

Whoever?  That right?  Whomever.  That's better, for sure.

AND HEAVEN HELP WHOMEVER IS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THIS DOOR, 'CAUSE I'M IN NO MOOD TO BE DEALIN' WITH FREAKISH PEEPS.

Havin' to deal with my own two freakish peeps on a daily basis is about as much as this kitty can bear.

MOUSES!

*tap tap tap*

WHEREVER YOU ARE, YOU FREAKY FREAKISH PEEPS, I WANT YOU TO STOP TAPPIN' ON MY DOOR, AND...

*tap tap tap*

Now that's weird.  That's weirder than weird.  That's about the weirdest kinda weird I ever did see.  Or hear!  The freaky peeps are tappin' at my door while I'm standin' right here with the door open, and although I can hear 'em, I see absolutely no freaks.

Hmmm....

*tap tap tap*

BIRDS...  BIRDS!  I should have known.  It's those darn birds tappin' at my office window, complaining 'bout Peepers not havin' filled the bird feeders this morn.  Apparently there are no freaky freaks, or peeps, tappin' on the door, at all.

Common mistake.  One anyone could have made.

MOUSES!

BUT DON'T YOU THINK I'M LETTIN' YOU OF THE HOOK THERE, YOU AIRBORNE FREAKS.  We're still in the midst of this ol' pandemic thing, and WE'RE STILL SUPPOSED to be social distancin'!  So if you want those bird feeders filled up again, chirp to the peep, BUT YOU HAD BEST KEEP SIX PAWS AWAY FROM ME AT ALL TIMES.

Got it?

Good.

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.