So I'm back.
There's no need to applaud.
I said... I'M BACK.
My gosh, a kitty goes on a little hiatus, and although he refuses the expected fanfare upon his return - not to mention the offer of a small to medium-sized parade, what does a kitty get?
Nothin' but grief.
Okay, so there was actually no grief.
DID YOU HEAR ME?
I said, I'M BACK.
Nothin' but crickets.
So anyway, there's nothin' to worry 'bout, 'bout my not bloggin' for the last few weeks. Some stuff cropped up. Personal stuff. Well personal peep stuff, I suppose, which is not of any importance 'cept for the fact that it interfered with my bloggin' schedule, which actually IS important but as I said, the actual personal peep stuff is definitely not. But Peepers' personal peep predicament has all been taken care of now, so there's really no need to go on palavering 'bout it, and...
Hmph, I'm havin' a really hard time hearin' the cries of joy and adulation regardin' my return, over the sound of all those crickets.
Remember to mask up, too.