Hey ho, Sivvers the Cat here, broadcastin' LIVE from sunny Nova Scotia.
So today, what with it bein' a mere ten sleeps 'til Christmas, I wanna talk a bit 'bout bein' nice and polite, and things like that.
You know, so you don't make it onto Santa's last minute naughty list.
Now first off, I need to explain somethin'. This post is not so much for my feline readers as it is for the peeps readin' my blog out there. I mean, we cats are never actually expected to be nice and polite. Especially not polite. I mean...
Well when you think about the behaviour of cats, bein' polite is never really at the top of the list. There are never really any politeness expectations placed upon us cats, you see. 'Cause we're...
Now if we're talkin' about cuteness, well that's a totally different thing. As far as bein' cute goes, we cats commonly exceed all expectations. In fact, we read so high on the cuteness meter - yes, it IS a thing - that sometimes those cuteness meters blow a gasket or two tryin' to accurately rate our cuteness.
Which is why although cuteness meters are real, they're really hard to find.
But back to the bit 'bout bein' polite.
As Christmas will soon be upon us, IT IS EXTREMELY IMPORTANT for all peeps out there to make a real effort to be polite. Now I've been in touch with Santa and the big guy in red says that contrary to the rumours that the reason he doesn't visit a lot of adult peeps is that they no longer believe in him, THE REAL REASON he doesn't visit is that most adult peeps have issues with bein' polite.
Santa told me so and everythin'.
So between now and Christmas Eve, when Santa's elves are busy packin' up his sleigh, all you peeps out there need to be makin' an extra effort to be extra polite. Whether you're standin' in line at a store where baby peeps are screamin' and hollerin' and jumpin' up and down givin' you the mother headache of all headaches; or if you're standin' in line at the post office and some peep in front of you IS ACTUALLY ADDRESSIN' THE ENVELOPES of what must have been an entire box of Christmas cards at the checkout (True story: happened the other day to my peep.); or you're ON-line, arguin' with some stupidy dupity fool...
Okay, see? That there's a perfect example of what I mean. I used the word fool, which was probably not the most polite of things to do BUT REMEMBER, I'm a cat, and we cats get away with such things. Peeps? Not so much.
But anyway, remember that Santa is comin' in ten sleeps and whether or not he visits YOU will depend on your ability to be nice and sweet and POLITE.
So when faced with an aggravatin' situation; suck it up, swallow your pride, and simply say, "You have a nice day now."
You have a nice day now... You're bein' dismissed 'cause I have no patience to deal with you... Whatever.
Remember to mask up, too.