Wednesday 20 March 2024

up to her old tricks


So I walked into my office the other night, and...


Yeah, that's right, it's MY office.  MY domain.  MY special place where I rule, and...


Okay, so actually, I rule ALL OVER the house but that's neither here not there.  The point is, the office is mine and in MY office, I am the law.


At least I'm supposed to be.


And for the most part, I am.


And...


Oh, never mind that.  The thing is, I, Seville the Cat, walked into MY office the other night, and looked all around only to find...


A mess.  A big ol' mess.  The messiest of messes.  It was...


It was a right ol' mess, to be sure.


MOUSES!


There was pottin' mix all over the floor.  Bits scattered here and there.  Pretty much everywhere.  To tell you the truth, it was hard for me to even see the floor.  You know, on account of all the pottin' mix strewn about, and...


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


FINE.  So apparently, there was maybe a pawful or two of that pottin' mix scattered about on the floor.  Probably not even enough to warrant the vacuum bein' brought out.  Probably just a broom would do.


But nevertheless...


THERE WAS POTTIN' MIX ALL OVER MY OFFICE FLOOR.


MOUSES!


Plus, there was water.  It looked like a flood!  Yeah, it looked like there had been a flood in there of Biblical proportions.  There was water, everywhere.


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


FINE.  Apparently, there was maybe a teaspoon or two.


But nevertheless...


THERE WAS WATER ALL OVER MY OFFICE FLOOR.


MOUSES!


And as I looked about the room that appeared to have been ransacked by a horde or maraudin' somethin' or others immediately prior, durin', or after a great flood that had washed up copious amounts of pottin' soil; that's when I realised...


That's when I realised...


THAT'S when I realised...


PEEPERS WAS UP TO HER OLD TRICKS, ONCE MORE.


MOUSES!


You see, as spring is upon us, ol' Peepers is pottin' up plants.  Pepper plants, to be exact.  Yup, that's right, I'm talking 'bout Peepers pottin' up a her pepped-up plants.  Namely, her peppers.


AND SHE'S POTTING 'EM UP IN MY OFFICE.


 And makin' a mess of the floor.


MOUSES!


Oh sure, she tidied everythin' up, later.


But I heard she'll be pottin' up more.


All over MY office floor.


MOUSES!


I'm tellin' ya, some peeps have no respect for a kitty's space.  If anyone is gonna make a mess in my office, it's gonna be me.  Who the mouses does she think she is, makin' a mess in MY office?


Thanks-be-to-goodness it was only pottin' soil,  'cause let me tell you somethin', my friends: if Peepers starts makin' litter box type messes all over my floor...


*stares straight ahead, eyes wide in horror*


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.


7 comments:

  1. Peeps sure have strange hobbies don't they Seville?!?!

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  2. Whoa there, Seville!
    Don't go borrowing trouble.

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  3. MOUSES! That scared us, too, Sivvers! We sure hope Peepers sticks just to potting those peppers.

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  4. Aren't siblings the worst? Your blog was upsetting but I read the plant's blog and it was tragic.

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  5. Peepers Potting Peppers, whatever next! Can't you send her outside to make her mess?

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  6. Only peppers?? No tomatoes or other garden delights?? Mouses!!
    Well, our petcretary makes a lot of those kinds of messes, too....sigh...peeps!

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  7. Oh my, and the mess and water weren't even for nip plants! What is the world of gardening coming to? Surely the kitchen table would have been a better place. I would write a stern letter to the Times, Canadian edition. The young these days, no respect for office space.
    PS, I could see a lucrative sideline for you in letting out a small percentage of office space for gardening.......
    Toodle pips and purrs
    ERin

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