personal day

A personal day.

Hmmm...  I think I can do better than that.

A PURRsonal day.

Now that's the ticket, for sure!

Yes, indeedy, a PURRsonal day was needed.

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First of all, I must apologise, my dear pals.  I must apologise for not publishin' a post on Wednesday.  I know I almost always publish on Wednesdays and Sundays; and I know you've become accustomed to that.

But this past Wednesday...

Well, this past Wednesday, a PURRsonal day was needed.

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Things are busy 'round here.  Things are super busy, for sure!  Why, it's been so busy, I've actually had to cut my daily naps down to seven.

Can you believe it?

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But my sheer exhaustedness due to bein' so busy and my lack of nappin' aside, I have to admit, Peepers has been quite busy, too.  Busy enough for her to be cranky, in fact.  And we all know a cranky peep is somethin' to avoid.

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Why just the other day, she actually raised her voice to Saffron on account of Saffy windin' himself 'round her legs over and over again.  He was in need of treats, you see, and that's usually the best way to get 'em.

But he got a raised voice, instead.

"Don't get under my feet when I'm workin' at the stove," she said.  "I'm making candy and it's hot," she said.  "Go over and bother Peep #2 in the family room, where it's safer," she said.  "Don't...."

Well you get the picture, I am sure.

BUT DOES THE WOMAN NOT UNDERSTAND THAT WHEN A KITTY NEEDS TREATS, HE DEFINITELY NEEDS 'EM?

Even if it is the ninth helpin' of treats that day.

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There was a whole bunch of other stuff goin' on, too.  Christmas preparations of various kinds.  Knittin' to finish; prezzies to wrap; shoppin' to do...   You know, those sorta things.

So I figured, it would be of great help to the peep if I were to assist!

Which is why...

Which is why, a PURRsonal day was in order.  A day I could spend just helpin' the peep.

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Well, APPARENTLY, my help wasn't welcome when I tried to detangle her yarn for knittin'.

Detangle...  Slobber upon and tangle up in the first place...  Whatever.

Nor was my help welcome when I tried to assist her prezzie wrappin' by holdin' the gift wrap in place.

Holdin' in place...  Lyin' on, rollin' all over, and crumplin' up...  Whatever.

And my help was especially not welcome with the shoppin'.

Hmmm...

Nope, that wasn't it.  I would have liked to have helped with the shoppin' but as you all know, I don't do cars.  So I simply REFUSED to offer that sorta help.

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But even though I didn't help with the shoppin'...

And even though my help with the gift wrappin' and knittin' wasn't appreciated...

I still managed to help by supervising.

TURNS OUT SUPERVISIN' IS MORE TIRESOME THAN HELPIN'!

All that supervisin' wore me right out, it did.

Some purrsonal day for me.

And yes, I am bein' sarcastic.

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So now...

So now, my dear pals...

So now, my pals, I'm gonna need another PURRsonal day very, VERY soon.

And this one is gonna be just for me.

MOUSES!