Peepers, we need to talk.
Now.
MOUSES!
Okay Peepers, I'm gonna say a four-letter word and I don't want you to freak out 'bout this or anythin', but...
NO, NOT THAT FOUR-LETTER WORD. What kinda kitty do you think I am? What kinda kitty goes around sayin' THAT word? You honestly think I'm a kitty like that?
MOUSES!
Okay, you had best sit down, Peepers. Yup, you had best sit down, for sure. I am now gonna say the four-letter word.
TICK.
MOUSES!
No, you don't have a tick on you.
I don't think.
Want me to check?
MOUSES!
Nah, I'm pretty sure you're good for now, but the thing is...
The thing is...
Well we took a vote, you see, and...
Who is we? You wanna know who was in on the votin'?
Oh.
Well that would be me, myself, and I, of course. I, Seville the Cat, get three votes, on account of... Well I just do 'cause I'm me. Saffron would have had a vote, too, but she wasn't around at the time. But there were two cute little chickadees, one squawky blue jay, a big ol' rocky raccoon, and three squirrels.
Oh, and there was this bumblebee who wanted in on the action but the rest of us took ANOTHER vote and decided bees couldn't vote on account of our not trusting 'em to vote against the interests of other bugs, if you know what I mean, so...
So...
So the vote was unanimous: ten votes for, and zero against, and...
And...
AND THE VOTE IS IN. PEEPERS, YOU HAVE TO GO OUT AND MOW THE FRONT LAWN.
MOUSES!
What has lawn mowin' got to do with ticks, you ask?
Well...
Well ticks like long grass, you see, and the longer the grass, the more those dastardly ticks are gonna like our front lawn, and...
AND I DON'T WANNA BE HAVIN' TICKS DININ' ON ME.
MOUSES!
Actually, to be totally honest, I'm not too concerned 'bout myself on account of my gettin' my monthly dab on the back of my neck. That takes care of those ticks not gettin' on me, but...
But YOU'LL be like an all you can eat buffet if they end up on you.
Of course, what we COULD do...
Peepers, you want me to dab some of that stuff from Dr T on the back of YOUR neck to keep the ticks at bay? Works like a charm, it does. Doesn't hurt one bit. Now, you're a bit bigger than me, so I'll likely have to use a couple vials - at least - but I'm willin' to share my flea and tick begone meds with you, and...
Neighbours didn't get a vote but I'm pretty sure if they had, they'd have voted in favour of your reacquaintin' yourself with that ol' lawn mower, too.
MOUSES!
Remember to mask up, too.
oh em cod dood...tick iz az bad az de 4 letter werd: BURD
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Yikes! Those ticks are evil little buggers!
ReplyDeleteSometimes humans have to be pushed and prodded into doing chores.
ReplyDeleteNow you've got me thinking about trimming back some of the longish stuff I've got growing, Seville!
ReplyDeleteThe Hubby got a tick bite many years ago, and he was very sick, and even The PO'M had a tick on him...and I was grossed out but got it off of him.
Oh yes, Sivvers. Ticks are no joke! We hope your Peep mows that lawn soon!
ReplyDeleteTicks are gross! Mow the lawn, Peepers!
ReplyDeletehaha! yep! Out you go!
ReplyDeleteWhat, the human hasn't been out there every day of lockdown, and twice on sunday, mowing the b'jeezers out of that stuff!? What is the world coming to. Next thing you'll have real estate agents thinking the house is up for sale, or maybe mining companies trying to explore strange new wilds!
ReplyDeleteAs to ticks, I get Mrs H to take the batteries out of all the clocks each year, and that seems to work OK.
Toodle pips and purrs
ERin
You tell her. You definitely don't want ticks.
ReplyDeleteWe have the yard peeps come around every other week and do ours. Geez you have to watch out this time of year Seville
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