tip of the tail

Good grief, Peepers, what did you do that for?

What for?

That for.

What?

That.

THAT!

By gosh and by golly, peeps can be so slow on the uptake, sometimes.

MOUSES!

For mousin' out loud, a kitty points to somethin' stupid with the tip of his tail - so as not to bring too much attention to the stupid somethin' his silly peep has done, you see, on account of wantin' to ask his peep 'bout why somethin' so stupid was done in the first place, but at the same time, not wantin' to point said stupid somethin' out to whole entire world, as doin' so could be embarrassin' to his peep - and his peep doesn't even notice him pointin' his tail.

Silly peep.

SO WHAT IF I JUST USED JUST THE VERY TIP OF MY TAIL, PEEPERS?  SO WHAT?  Usin' just the tip to point out the results of your foolishness was intentional, you know.  I WAS TRYIN' to be discreet.

MOUSES!

But back to the question at paw: Peepers, what did you do that for?

What?

That.

And here we go again.

MOUSES!

What?  What's that, Peepers?  What's that you're babblin' on about now?

You didn't realise I was usin' my tail to point out your foolishness, you say?  You thought I was just flickin' my tail as I sometimes do, this way and that, out of annoyance or somethin' like that?

Hmmm...

Well...

Well I can see your point there, ol' peep of mine, SINCE I DO have a tendency to do that sorta thing.  Although I rarely flick my tail out of annoyance, you know.  When I flick my tail it's more likely to be...

Well, sometimes it is 'cause I'm annoyed.

But more often it's 'cause I'm doin' my tail exercises.  Cats have multiple tail muscles, you know, and it's wise to keep 'em all well toned.  A kitty wants to look good for the ladies, you see.

Plus, I've found that with the flick of a well-toned tail, it's possible to direct a wayward treat across the floor in the direction of my mouth, alleviatin' any need for me to actually get up off my butt and walk over to said treat.

MOUSES!

But back to the question at paw: Peepers, what did you do that for?

What?

That.

Wait a minute...  

To tell you the truth, Peepers, I'm really not sure.  I know you did SOMETHIN' stupid, ol' peep of mine, 'cause there was somethin' I was wonderin' about, before; but after this here stupid conversation, I'VE GONE AND PLUM FORGOT.

I worry sometimes, my friends.  I worry quite a lot.  I worry Peepers' stupidity is infectious.

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.