Yup, you heard that correctly: STUFF.
Yes sirree, today I, Seville the Cat, will be blogging 'bout stuff.
Stuff of catastrophic and apocalyptic proportions, that is.
So let me tell you all about what happened yesterday.
The day started out just fine. It was gonna rain a lot. The weatherpeeps warned us all about that. And you know weatherpeeps: sometimes they get it right, sometimes they get it wrong, and most of the time it's somewhere in between. But when they say it's gonna rain buckets, it's probably gonna rain at least a bit. 'Nough to carry an umbrella, at least.
But what they didn't tell us... Or at least they didn't emphasise it enough... Was all 'bout the other STUFF.
But back to the start of the day. The START of the day was just fine. Even saw the sun for a minute or two. Okay, so maybe 'bout ten seconds.
But then sometime after lunch...
Sometime after lunch, the winds started howlin' like I've never heard winds howl before. At least not in the past few months, that is. The winds were howlin' and stuff - yup, STUFF - was thrashin' about and there was somethin' thump, thump, thumpin' on the roof. I don't wanna know what.
And the rain! Well the rain was not so much rainin' as bein' DUMPED DOWN from above.
At one point, Peepers looked out a window and noticed the cover of one of her two little greenhouses had come off. So out she went, thinkin' she'd put it back on, but the wind was so strong the cover acted like a sail and there was no way, no how, that she could get that cover to cooperate at all. Best she could do was anchor it to the ground with a couple cement blocks.
But when she went out...
Well when she went out, not only was the cover for the greenhouse gone, but the greenhouse was gone as well!
But way over on the other side of the yard...
Way over on the other side of the yard, Peepers found said greenhouse and cover. She dragged first the frame back to where it belonged, anchored it down with the metal thingies for anchorin' that had been all strewn about the yard, and then tossed a couple cement blocks over the cover.
Good thing the woman has lots of cement blocks.
Well that's when the actual pandemonium and chaotic mayhem ensued, resultin' in some bodily injury, carnage, and maiming. I'm gonna save that part 'til Sunday's blog post, I think. Too much to talk about here.
And after the chaos of the part I'm savin' for later, Peepers decided to go for the mail. Needless to say, she decided to drive and not walk. No explanation needed
And that's when she saw the destruction and carnage around. Not so much on our street, but two streets down, there was a mattress lyin' right there on the ground. Now I've watched Peepers flip a mattress before and let me tell you somethin', my friends: it is not a pretty sight. And afterwards, the peep is kinda pooped to be sure.
NO, not pooped as in poopies in her pants, but pooped as in pooped. You know, pooped as in tired, I believe.
SO CAN YOU IMAGINE how strong that wind must have been to blow a full-sized mattress right down the street?
This mornin', Peepers and I took a good walk 'round the garden. Some branches are down. Gutters at the back of the house are gonna need fixin'. But the really important thing is...
MY CATNIP PLANTS ARE SAFE AND SOUND.
Remember to mask up, too.