bluebeard

She did what?  WHAT?  She did WHAT, Saffron, my man?

Of all the no good things for a peep to do.

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Saffron, did you not tell Peepers 'bout how you and I have the run of the house, no matter what?  The whole house?  How you and I can go wherever we want, whenever we want to go?  Did you not tell her 'bout all that?

You did?  And she STILL closed the door on you?

Of all the...

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Looks like I'M gonna have to take matters into my own paws and go have a little chat with that peep.  Tell her what's what.  Tell her how it is.  Tell her...

On the other paw...

Saffron, just what door did the peep close on you?

Oh.

I see.

Hmmm.

Well...

Well it's like this, Saffron: you and I don't get to go in that particular room.

I know, I know...  I know what I said.  I know I said we cats have the run of the house.  The whole, ENTIRE house.  I know.

And really and truly, we do.  Have the run of the whole house, I mean.  'Cept for that one, particular room.

MOUSES!

Why?  Why does that one door remain closed to us at all times, you ask?

Well...

Well have you heard the tale 'bout the guy named Bluebeard, my man?

No?  Well no matter, ol' brother of mine.  Peepers doesn't have a beard.

I don't think.

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Okay, it's like this: there are dangerous things in that there little room.

Oh I have absolutely no idea what's in there that's too dangerous for us to see.  I think the iron is in there.  But it's turned off when not in use, and when it's turned off, it's not dangerous at all.  So like I said, I have no idea.

And truth be told, I don't think there is anything in there that's dangerous.  It's a small room, you see.  Bigger than a closet, but not by much.  But I suspect the peeps kinda use that room like a closet, puttin' all the stuff in there they don't know where else it should be put.

What?

Yeah, like the iron.

Can't remember the last time I saw Peepers use it for ironin'.

MOUSES!

It's the ol' junk drawer sorta thing.  'Cept, of course, it's a room.  A room filled with junk.

What?

Yeah, like the iron.

After all, an iron that's never ever used, probably IS junk.

MOUSES!

Oh, and there's wrappin' paper and stuff like that, too, I do believe.  At least there was.  Way back when, when some of us kitties WERE allowed in that room, I found a whole pile of wrappin' paper and ribbons and bows and things.  My gosh they were fun to play with.  Paper for tearin', ribbons for chasin', and Saffron, DID YOU KNOW that bows can usually be sat on 'bout six times - sometimes even seven - before they stop floofin' back up and are still able to be used as bows?  I speak from experience, you see, and...

Hmmm...

Come to think of it, that might have been 'bout the time we cats stoppin' bein' able to access that room.

Hmmm....

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.