Wednesday 5 May 2021

what goes up...


... has to come down.

MOUSES!

Well that's what the mouses...  I mean, mice.  NO, I mean SQUIRRELS are sayin' today.  I asked 'em just this mornin', you know.  Yup, that's just what I did.  This mornin' I asked a couple squirrels out there in my backyard, why on earth they were starin' up at the sky.

At first they didn't answer.

Of course.

Squirrels never do, you see.  They might pelt you with some acorns or whatever, but answer a question when asked?  Never.

MOUSES!

So I, Seville the Cat, bein' a persistent kinda cat, for sure, asked 'em the question once more.  I said...

"WHY THE MOUSES ARE YOU STARIN' UP AT THE SKY LIKE THAT, MY FRIENDS?"

Again, no answer.

MOUSES!

So I figured, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em, and started starin' at the sky, myself.

Well I stared and I stared and I stared until my eyes started glazin' all over and I had a crook in my neck.  "ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!" I cried, and headed inside for a rest.

Once awake after my short mid-mornin' nap, I went in search of answers once more.  No point in askin' those squirrels, I decided.  I'll ask Peepers, instead.

Peepers shrugged her shoulders in answer.  "Maybe they're looking for that Chinese rocket," she said.

Rollin' my eyes and fearin' Peepers had gone nuts in the head, I went lookin' for those squirrels once more.  I mean, squirrels do know their NUTS, right? 

Therefore Peepers goin' nuts would be right up their alley, for sure.

Well this time, the squirrels did have an answer for me.  Guess they were tired of starin' up at the sky, themselves.  Sky starin' is a lot harder than it looks, you see.  Believe me, I know from personal experience, my friends.

MOUSES!

"What goes up has to come down," is what those sky starin' squirrels said.

Hmmm...

I racked my brain tryin' to figure out what the mouses had gone up, that those squirrels were now waitin' for to come down.  Rememberin' the peep's words, I asked, "Does this have anythin' to do with Chinese space rockets and stuff?"

In answer all I got was a look.  You know the one.  The look that says, what else would it be, stupid cat?

MOUSES!

So back into the house I went, lookin' for Peepers to explain.

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Long story short, they sent a rocket ship up.

And now at least part of it is on its way down.

But no one knows where or when.

MOUSES!

Hmmm....

Now maybe this is just me, but uh...

Um...

Well...

Well wouldn't you want to be able to control a thing like that?  Wouldn't you wanna know where it might land?

You know, so you can get out of its way in time.

MOUSES!

It's true what they say, you see.  What goes up DOES have to come down.  And plannin' for the comin' down part is kinda essential, I think.

But what do I know, right?  I'm just a stupid cat.

Accordin' to squirrels.

MOUSES!

A cat who knows what's what.

MOUSES!

But Peepers has assured me, Nova Scotia is not on this silly rocket's flight path.

Probably on account of our borders bein' shut and us bein' in lockdown.

And the fact that if it were to crash...  Land...  I mean, CRASH here, it would have to self-isolate for at least two weeks.

So as long as the rocket scientists are right about this thing not crashin' near me, I'm safe, as is the peep.

Same with those stupid squirrels in my yard, I guess.

BUT I STILL THINK the Chinese Government should have thought this thing through.  I mean, DID THEY THINK THEIR ROCKET WAS GONNA JUST HOVER FOR ETERNITY UP IN THE SKY?

'Cause that's kinda stupid, for sure.

MOUSES!


So I'm thinkin'...

I'M THINKIN'...


I'm thinkin', if it accidentally DOES land here...  You know, like in my backyard?  Well I'm thinkin' that if a rocket ship lands in MY BACKYARD, IT'S GONNA BE ALL MINE, FOR SURE.

To do with as I wish.

And it's gotta be worth somethin', right?

At least a few cases of white albacore flaked tuna in water and a couple quarts of cream.

And some more catnip plants, of course.

Oohhh...  and a big bag of treats.

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.


16 comments:

  1. Turning lemons into lemonade, Seville!

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    1. 'Cause that's what I do! Well it's what I WOULD do if I liked lemons and lemonade, that is. My gosh those lemons stink. PURRS

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  2. Our squirrels toss pecans at the ferals, they don't think it's funny Seville!

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    1. We don't have pecans here. Too cold, probably. But if we did have 'em, I bet our squirrels would pelt Peepers with 'em, for sure. MOUSES!

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  3. That sounds like a fair trade if you find the rocket.

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    1. I think so, too. Finders keepers, right? Right. MOUSES!

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  4. Why haven't they put cats in charge of the space program? Clearly, we have much better common sense.

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    1. Clearly. We cats know more 'bout space and gravity and whatnot in just the tips of our tails than peeps know 'bout those things in their entire bodies. MOUSES!

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  5. Oh yeah, Sivvers. If it lands in your backyard, it's yours! As long as it misses your nip plants, right???

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    1. Oh my mouses! I didn't think about them. You think I should put the nip plants under cover? MOUSES!

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  6. So, maybe I should use an umbrella just in case that rocket lands on me, or maybe, my bike helmet.

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    1. Hmmm... HMMM... Bike helmet, I think. It'll be stronger. MOUSES!

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  7. Hey Seville. My pawrents saw that rocket go up. They were at the beach and watched it zoom into space. Nobuddy said anything about it coming down. If it lands in your backyard, take some pikchures, okay?

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    1. I will! Different rocket, though, maybe. The one that's gettin' ready to fall back to Earth is Chinese. Apparently the peeps who designed it know NOTHING 'bout gravity. They should have consulted some cats. We cats know all 'bout knockin' things down. MOUSES!

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  8. Dude, if it lands you claim squaters rights, and salvage rghts and...well every kind of rights. Plus compensation for distress and neck ache. And if it happens to totally totals the peeps house, you get the Chinese government to send you a nice big new one, with pagoda style wings on it. And a rice field full of nip!
    Toodle pips and purrs
    ERin

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I love hearin' from my pals. I really, REALLY do. PURRS.