blah, blah, blah...

Blah, blah, blah...

Blah, blah, blah...

BLAH, BLAH, BLAH...

In case you were wonderin' there, Peepers, I DID hear you the first time.

Just wasn't payin' attention, is all.

MOUSES!

That ever happen to you, my friends?  You ever have a peep come home from a walk and go on and on and on...  And on and on and on...  AND ON AND ON AND ON 'bout stuff 'bout which you couldn't care less?

Well I'm tellin' ya, Peepers came home from her walkies this mornin' and all I heard was lilacs this and apple blossoms that and somethin' or other 'bout lily-of-the-valley.  You'd think the woman had never smelled a flower before.

MOUSES!

What's more, not only was she tellin' me 'bout all this stuff 'bout which I didn't wanna be told, but she...

She...

She...

SHE ACTUALLY EXPECTED ME TO LISTEN!

MOUSES!

So I, of course, rolled over on my other side, covered up my ears with my two front paws, and proceeded to try to fall asleep.

Which just made her talk all the louder.

MOUSES!

For the love of mouses, I have no idea why she's so infatuated with the smells of bloomin' flowers so much.  Personally, I think they kinda stink.  And so OBVIOUSLY I couldn't care less if the lilacs and apple blossoms and lilies-of-the-valley are in full bloom.  Give me a dead mouse or somethin' any day, I say, but never - NEVER! - ask me to stick my nose in a bunch of bloomin' flowers.

Unless they're nip flowers, of course, but that kinda goes without sayin'.

MOUSES!

So after I realised my rollin' over and coverin' my ears wasn't gonna get me out of listenin' to her babblin', I took one good look at the peep and said, "Listen here, ol' peep of mine.  If you're so in love with these stinky ol' flowers, what's with your fascination with my deposits in the litter box?  One would think - and rightly so - that anyone so interested in what Saffy and I leave in our litter, would be more interested in smells akin to...

Well...

Used litter."

Not to mention the accompanyin' organics and things.

MOUSES!

Well the peep just stood there, jaw hangin' halfway down to the floor, and without sayin' a word she spun on her heels and walked right out the door.

I, not wantin' her to get in the last word even if she DIDN'T actually say anythin' on account of her speakin' without words, called out after her.  "AND DON'T YOU BE EXPECTIN' US KITTIES TO START POOPIN' OUT ROSE-STINKIN' POOP, 'CAUSE THAT WOULD BE WAY TOO STINKY FOR WORDS."

MOUSES!

Well I have no idea what she thought of that 'cause like I said, she was already through the door and outta the room.  I did, however, hear a faint cry followed by several weird thumpin' sounds.

Probably her hittin' her head against the wall or somethin' like that.

Again.

I have absolutely NO IDEA why she does stupid stuff like that.

Silly peep.

MOUSES!

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And remember:

IF IN DOUBT,

DON'T. GO. OUT.

Continue to practice SOCIAL DISTANCIN' measures

AND KEEP WASHIN' YOUR PAWS.

MOUSES!

Remember to mask up, too.