purrsonal day

Hey Peepers!

Peepers?

PEEPERS!

Oh good, I've got your attention.

FINALLY.

MOUSES!

Peepers, just to let you know, I'm takin' a PURRsonal day today.  Okay?

Okay.

MOUSES!

That ever happen to you, my friends?  That ever happen to you?  You ever wake up one mornin' and just feel like lazin' about and doin' pretty much nothin'?  Maybe have a nap for a bit, and then get up for a stretch.  Then back to your nap.

Oh sure, you might also wanna fit in a few treat breaks, here and there, but that kinda goes without sayin'.

Life without treats is treatless, they say.

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

THEY DO TOO SAY THAT.

Well, I said it, at least.

So it was said.

Fact.

MOUSES!

But like I was sayin' before bein' so rudely interrupted...

Oh my mouses, I just thought of somethin' super duper funny: Peepus interruptis.

I LOVE IT!

Yup, that's what I'll call her from now on.  She's a Peepus interruptis, for sure.

MOUSES!

But back to the topic at paw.  I was talkin' about my day, today, and askin' if you had ever had one of those days when you just wanted to laze about and nap and snack and...

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

I see she's livin' up to her new name, to be sure.

MOUSES!

Well what the mousie mousin' mouses is THAT supposed to mean?  Is that some kinda stupid joke you're tryin' to make?  'Cause let me tell you somethin', ol' peep of mine: JOKES ARE SUPPOSED TO BE FUNNY.

Not all rude and ridiculous like what you just said.

Get this.  Ol' Peepers here says that a nappin', snackin', lazin'-about day is not unusual for me.  She SAYS if that's what one calls a purrsonal day, I must take purrsonal days, seven days a week.

How rude.

MOUSES!

Although if I'm gonna be totally honest, I did kinda spend yesterday doin' pretty much that.

And the day before yesterday, too.

And now that I think about it, the day before that, as well.

Hmmm...

Maybe there's a teeny tiny hint of the truth in what the ol' Peepus interruptis is sayin'.

Hmmm...

But then, if I'm gonna think about it a bit more, I have to realise that...

Well...

Well, I'm a cat.  And nappin', snackin', and lazin' about is kinda what we cats do.

SO WHEN YOU REALLY THINK ABOUT IT, MY FRIENDS, for a cat, this lazin' about all day long thing is...

Well...

Work.

Well, work for a cat.

And pretty darn nice work, too.  Yup, nice work if you can get it, for sure.

MOUSES!

But all that aside, why should I use up any of my purrsonal days?  I might wanna save those for somethin' special or somethin' like that.  Or...

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

What do you MEAN I don't have purrsonal days?  What do you MEAN?

Oh never mind.  Just hold that silly thought of yours, Peepers, 'cause I'm in a hurry to get back to work.

Yeah, that's right, Peepers.  That's right.  You heard what I said.  I, Seville the Cat, am headin' back to work.

In other words, it's time for another nap.

Third one this mornin', too.  Whew this work thing is exhaustin', for sure.

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.