No, no, no Saffron. No Saffron, no. NO. NO!!!
Oh my mouses Saffron, we need to talk.
Saffron, birds are for watchin'. Birds are not snacks.
Well when you said... Well you didn't, actually. You actually DIDN'T say you were gonna eat those birdies out at the feeders, but...
But you licked your lips when you saw 'em.
Saffron, we cats - that's you and me, by the way - have a deal with the peeps. Well with Peep #1, to be exact. But that's beside the point, that is. The deal is, Peepers feeds the birdies and we don't eat 'em.
Why, you ask? WHY?
Well I don't know why, to be honest. We just don't, is all. We don't eat the birdies that come to the feeders.
But... But what?
Oh yes, I'm sure they are quite tasty, if you're into that sorta thing. But we - and that's you and me, by the way - are not. We're not into eatin' song birdies at all.
'CAUSE WE'RE CATS.
Okay, so that didn't come out quite right.
'Cause we're CIVILISED cats, that's why.
Plus, Peepers gets upset if we even think about doin' such things. She'll freak out like no peep has ever freaked out before. She'll...
BUT WE DO CARE WHAT PEEPERS THINKS, SAFFRON. We do!
Why? Again you're askin' me, why?
'CAUSE PEEPERS KNOWS HOW TO OPEN THE TINS, and that, my dear Saffron, is the only reason you need.
WHAT'S WITH ALL THESE MOUSED-UP QUESTIONS, SAFFRON? Why this and why that. My gosh, had I known you were gonna be askin' question after question after question after comin' to live here with me, I would have discouraged Peepers' attempts to...
Why? You're askin' me why? AGAIN? YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I'M ABOUT TO SAY!
And yet, there you go, askin' me why, once more.
*unsheaths a glistenin' claw*
I'll tell you why, Saffron, my man. I'll tell you WHY with my claws. And then I'll...
Why? WHY? You wanna know why? You wanna know WHY I don't want you askin' me why?
Oh the moused-up trials and tribulations of havin' a brother.
Remember to mask up, too.
Hehehe. I suspect you need to sit down with 'Saffy saffers' and have another good long chat.Maybe have a nip beer or two and explain the facts of life and credit card hotline pizza order number!?ReplyDelete
Good luck though as I suspect whilst you can it seems let the cat out the bag, getting a bird out of a cat is much harder. MOL
Toodlepips and urrs
When Sweetie was an outside kitty, Seville and Saffy, she was a mouser!ReplyDelete
Yep, The Hubby and I both watched her several times catch those rodents.
Never saw her near a bird.
Glad she enjoys the canned goo that she gets now!
guyz....we noe why ewe due KNOT eat de burdz N we say thanx ewe for it !!!! ....next step....noe bass terd turkee..... ♥♥ ;)ReplyDelete
Well you sure made the rules pretty clear Seville!ReplyDelete
I would assume that the Peep is just fattening up the birds for later snacking. Maybe I'm mistaken. Your friend, Jake HousePantherReplyDelete
It sounds like Saffy has a lot to learn, Sivvers, And you're just the kitty to teach him!ReplyDelete
Glad you are helping Saffron learn how to be a proper housecat.ReplyDelete
Oh dear, Sivvers. It looks like you're gonna have your work cut out civilising Saffy! Good luck!ReplyDelete