Oh go get a grip, woman, would ya?
Hopin' for rain in October.
Of all the stupid, moused-up things.
The woman is obviously nuts.
Now don't get the wrong idea. I like me some good puddle-water as much as the next cat does, but that doesn't mean I actually want it to rain. 'Cause you know what's better than puddle-water, my friends? Well, DO you? Sunpuddles, that's what. And when the days are cool and the sun is in short supply, sunpuddles become all the more precious.
Hmm... Perhaps I should start this ol' story at the beginnin'.
Okay, so yesterday - October 12th and most definitely fall here in Nova Scotia - Peepers went into the all-out gardenin' mode. She was luggin' soil here and luggin' plants there. She had the ol' spade practically attached to herself. It was like the calendar had fallen from the wall, and when Peepers went to put it back up, she mistakenly opened it to May.
Of all the stupid peeps.
But that's not the worst of it, my friends. Nope, that's not the worst of it, at all.
When Peepers was done for the day...
When Peepers was done for the day...
When Peepers was done for the day, she went lookin' at the weather channel and tried to channel some rain.
Now like I said, sunpuddles are far too precious a commodity in October to be wishing 'em away.
And I told Peepers just that, I did. Yup, I told her to smarten the mouses up and stop wishin' for rain.
And do you know what she did, then, my friends? Well, DO you?
Well I'm not exactly sure what she did, but this mornin'...
It's like she's some kinda weirdo, wacky weather witch; or somethin' like that!
Thankfully, after a smacky-paw or two to the face...
Okay, so I didn't actually smacky-paw my peep, on account of smacky-pawin' peeps never bein' a good idea. You know, don't bite the hand that feeds you and that sort of thing. BUT I DID give her the ol' stink eye, for sure. Oh yeah, I gave her the stinkiest stink eye, ever.
And do you know what happened next, my friends? Well, DO you?
Well the rain stopped rainin', the sun came out, and I got my sunpuddles after all! Actually, it has turned out to be a GLORIOUS day.
Is it possible that I, Seville the Cat, might be some kinda moused-up weirdo, wacky weather witch, too?
Remember to mask up, too.
dood....may bee tho...may bee.. peeperz planted sum nip and grazz ....and itz gonna knead sum rain waterz two grow big az yur houz....may bee even take over de naybor hood !!! how kewl wood THAT be !! ;) ☺☺♥♥ReplyDelete
Now that would be SUPER cool, for sure! I'd like to take over the neighbourhood with nip. I'd like that a lot! Hmmm...Delete
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wizard, maybe. not witch, unless you have been foolin' us about your gender all these years.ReplyDelete
Well you know Peepers and her namin' of cats. At MY house, one never really knows. MOUSES!Delete
Well, Seville...I planted a bunch of stuff recently too, and it's rained fairly frequently, so I don't have to haul out the hose.ReplyDelete
And that's a good thing, I suppose. I mean, I know it's good for you peeps. We cats don't have to water plants. Well, we CAN, but peein' on plants is frowned upon by peeps. MOUSES!Delete
It's magic, gotta be magic Seville!ReplyDelete
Sivvers, that's amazing. Two weather witches in the same house? It's like dueling banjos, but with rain! MOUSES!ReplyDelete
It was the opposite here, we started out with glorious warm sunshine and then it clouded over and those clouds decided to cry about something or other...and that is supposed to continue for the next few days. UGH.ReplyDelete
Seville, We knowc exactly what you mean, although We doubt OUR Human would effur try to conjure up rain, which She hates. Oh, We don't mind a shower or two after a long, hot, dry summer - but when it comes down in buckets, that is not for us, no sirree! Fortunately, We get plenty of sunpuddles here in Israel, even in winter - and you are welcome to teleport over and share them with Us.ReplyDelete
I hope your weather mojo is stronger than your human's, Seville.ReplyDelete
Well it seems like you BOTH have the gift, Seville. Maybe, just maybe you could diversify into treats, and fancy feast. Raining tons of the former and latter that is. Then you could have sunpuddles of treats and feast, MOLReplyDelete
She is magic. Can she wish a million dollars for me. :)ReplyDelete