another day

Another day, another hurricane.

*sighs*

MOUSES!

Okay, so Philippe wasn't actually a hurricane.  I don't think.  Nope, I think it was more of a post-tropical storm.  But you'll have to forgive me if I don't have the correct technical mumbo jumbo, gobbledygook dygook-da-wonkdadonk, on account of it bein' hard to keep track of all these stormy things, these days.

'Specially with the Weather Network still recoverin' from that ol' cyber attack, and all.

MOUSES!

But Philippe was a storm.  And it was headin' our way.   And it was headin' for us right on the holiday weekend!

Which brings me to say...

HAPPY THANKSGIVING, MY FRIENDS!

MOUSES!

And as you all know, Thanksgivin' is the time when we cats take stock of our nine lives, figurin' out for what we're most thankful.

Hmm...

I suppose what I should be most thankful for on this Thanksgivin' Weekend is that Philippe didn't do any damage 'round here.  Nope, didn't do any damage, at all.

Oh sure, there WAS a whole lotta huffin' and puffin' goin' on last night, but...

No, not the peep. It wasn't Peepers doin' that.   I know that she has been known to huff and to puff a lot but last night, the huffin' and puffin' was all bein' done by Philippe.

MOUSES!

But anyway...

But anyway, on account of Philippe, the wind was a-howlin' last night.  And I know it must have rained a bit, on account of everythin' bein' kinda soggy this mornin'.  But other than that, everythin' was hunky-dory and A-OK.

And thank goodness for that 'cause like I kinda alluded to earlier, I'm pretty tired of all these stupid ol' storms headin' my way.

MOUSES!

But this is Thanksgivin' weekend, and the veggie faces...

Pardon me?  Veggie faces.  Yeah, that's what I now call the peeps.  Not all the time, mind you, but this mornin' I woke up thinkin' that would be a good name.

So anyway, the veggie faces are havin' VE-GE-TARIAN turkey for din-dins today - you know, on account of their bein' veggie-faced peeps, and all - while Saffy and I will be enjoyin' the fanciest of the feasts.

Like always, I guess.

MOUSES!

Although I did hear tell of  pie with whipped cream...

Mmmm...

So yeah, methinks Saffy and I will DEFINITELY have some of that.

Minus the pie, of course, on account of our most favourite part bein' the cream.

MOUSES!

And I suspect there will be a whole lotta lovin' and cuddles and kisses and tummy rub kinda things.

But on the other paw...

On the other paw, perhaps I can convince Peepers that for Thanksgivin' weekend, it sure would be nice if I, Seville the Cat, could say I am thankful for peeps givin' Saffy and me fewer kisses on the tops of our heads and the backs of our necks.

'Cause let me tell you somethin', my friends...

IT'S NEXT TO IMPOSSIBLE FOR US CATS TO WASH ALL THOSE KISSY PEEP GERMS OFF THE BACKS OF OUR NECKS!

You know, you'd really think peeps would try to be more considerate 'bout such things.

ESPECIALLY ON THANKSGIVIN' WEEKEND.

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.