Gosh darn it, she went and dabbed me.
Peepers, why the mouses did you go and do that? WHY? WHY? Why, I ask you. WHY?
'Cause Saffy was doin' the zoomies, you say?
Just what do Saffy's zoomies have to do with anythin'? Saffy zooms on a regular basis.
You really should know that by now.
Oh, I get it. You thought Saffy was doin' the zoomies on account of his havin' fleas.
Well did you ever think of this, Peepers? Did you ever think that Saffy was doin' the zoomies on account of Saffy just LIKIN' to do the zoomies? And did you ever think that his likin' to do the zoomies has absolutely nothin' to do with fleas?
And did you even SEE a flea, Peepers? DID you? Bet you you didn't. We cats have nearly perfect eyesight and neither Saffy nor I saw any fleas. If there were fleas to be seen, we would have seen 'em first, and that is for sure.
And what's more...
See? Dabbed with the flea stuff or not, Saffy is STILL doin' those zoomies. 'Cause he likes zoomin', is why. Has absolutely NOTHIN' to do with nothin' about fleas.
On the other paw, he could be doin' the zoomies 'cause zoomin' around is the fastest way to get past you. That's right, ol' peep of mine, he might be wantin' to get past you as fast as he can on account of his not wantin' to spend too much time anywhere near you. You know, on account of his not speakin' to you today.
That's what I said, Peepers. That's what I said. I said, TODAY, Saffy Saffron Sassifras is not speakin' to YOU.
'CAUSE YOU DABBED HIM, THAT'S WHY.
And speakin' of gettin' dabbed, you dabbed me, too. SO I'M NOT SPEAKIN' TO YOU, EITHER.
Gettin' dabbed in the middle of October.
Ridiculous, I say.
I really do hate when she dabs me.
Remember to mask up, too.