it's beginnin' to look a lot like...

CHRISTMAS.  All the live long day...

Nope, that's not right.  Let's try that again.

It's beginnin' to look a lot like Christmas.  All the...

Nope.

In the...

NOPE.

Here and there...

NOPE.

For mousin' out loud, I've heard ol' Peepers slaughter the lyrics to this song so many times, I have ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA what the real lyrics are!

MOUSES!

You ever notice that about peeps, my friends?  You ever notice how even when they don't know the words to a song, they go ahead and sing said song...

Sing Said Song...

Hehehehehe...  My gosh I crack myself up.  That's funny.

So anyway, let me get back on topic.  I was talkin' about peeps messin' songs up.

You ever notice how even when peeps don't know the words to a song, they go ahead and sing the song, anyway?  Not only that, but there appears to be a DIRECT CORRELATION between the lack of the knowin' of the words, and the volume at which the "made up" words are sung.

In other words, the less the peeps know, the LOUDER they sing.

MOUSES!

It's beginnin' to look a lot like Christmas.  Everywhere you...

Meet?

Nope, I don't think that's right.

Greet?  Meet and greet?  Meet, greet...  Wheat?

Nah, that sounds off, too

Hmmm...

Everywhere you GO.

My gosh golly, I think that might be it!

Let's try this from the top, shall we?

It's beginnin' to look a lot like Christmas
Everywhere you go.
Take a look in the Pets R Us
See if Santa's made a fuss
With nipmice and feathers and snow.

A pair of nip-filled cigars and a wand toy with stars
Is the wish of Rushy and me.
Balls that will roll and a fish in a bowl
Is what I hope we two will see.
And peeps can hardly wait for the nip to grow old and stale again.

It's begnnin' to look a lot like...

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

Those aren't the right lyrics, you say?  You think I've got the words to the song all wrong?

Hmmm...

Nope, I think I've got 'em right.  You sit back and listen while I sing it once more.

And THIS time, I'm sing it WAY LOUDER, for sure.

Apparently that helps, somehow.

MOUSES!

let it snow

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow...

Oh hello there again. You've decided to join me in another Christmas song and carol revision session.  Sweet.

Okay.  Where was I?  Oh that's right.

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow...

Now to do the revisin' part.  And when I say revisin', I mean REVISIN', as in makin' it better by addin' some nip.  MOUSES!

Hmmm...  How on earth am I gonna change that?  How am I gonna turn the snow into nip?

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow...

WAIT A MINUTE.  THIS ISN'T SNOW.

MAAA-SAAHHNNN!!!

I'm tellin' you Mason, Peep #1 is gonna freak when she sees the mess you made outside the bathroom door.  What did you think you were doin'?

You were what?  You were makin' it snow?  You were makin' it snow so that I could l let it snow?

You thought you were doin' me a favour?

Really?  REALLY?  Awww...  MOUSES!

Mason, first of all, if you wanted to make it snow in the house, it would have been better had you used icin' sugar or somethin'.  Maybe even flour.  Somethin' that looked more like snow.  Somethin' that looked more like snow and less like...  Well..  Less like...  Looked less like...

It would have been better had you used somethin' other than kitty litter, for sure.  MOUSES!

I mean, look at all this litter all over the floor.

And..  And was this... Was this litter...

WAS THIS LITTER USED?

Used as in, USED?

Awww... MOUSES!

I'm tellin' you Mason, when Peep #1 finds out that you've tossed used kitty litter all over the floor around here, she's gonna freak out like no peep has ever freaked out before.

And it's not like we cats have never given the peep GOOD REASON to freak out.  Why I remember that time when I...

Um...

NEVER MIND.

But back to this business with the litter.

Mason, I'm thinkin'...

I'm thinkin' that had you tossed fresh kitty litter all over the place, it wouldn't be nearly so bad.  But to toss around the used stuff like this?  Mason, you may very well be lookin' at a lump of coal in your stockin' this year.

And we don't even have a coal-fired furnace for you to make use of that coal.  MOUSES!

Why, had you tossed lumps of coal around the place, it might not have been as bad as used kitty litter, although lumps of coal would be pretty bad too.

But at least they wouldn't have been used!

Mason, did you forget what kitty litter is like once it's used?

Oh no!  OH NO!  OH MY MOUSES NO!!!  Mason, I hear Peep #1 comin' down the stairs.  She's comin' down the stairs right now.  When the peep turns the corner and sees this... This mess... This...

What?  MASON?  WHERE ARE YOU GOIN'?

Dashing through the snow...

I SAID IT BEFORE AND I'LL SAY IT AGAIN...

MASON, THIS STUFF ISN'T SNOW!  

IT'S KITTY LITTER!!!

AND IT'S USED!

MOUSES!!!

Why hello there, Peepers. Why look at that.  Look what it did.  Right here inside the house...  When no one was lookin'.  Why...  It snowed!