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If I've said it once, I've said it a million and thirty-seven times:  I, Seville the Cat, live in a zoo.

MOUSES!

Seriously, I do.

MOUSES!

You all heard 'bout the mouse in the house...  I mean, garage, right?

Yeah, well he's gone.

Yup, it's true.  That ol' mouse heard 'bout how us cats were lookin' for volunteers to evict him, and he packed his bags, all on his OWN accord, and up and left the very next day.

Well...

Well at least that's our story, and we're stickin' to it.

MOUSES!

But now...

Now there's ANOTHER interloper livin' in that ol' garage.

Can you believe it?

MOUSES!

So a couple days ago, the peep was settin' down' a tray of plants in there - in that ol' garage, I mean - and the next thing she knew, somethin' jumped up in the air, almost hittin' her right in her face.

Right in her face.

Right IN her face.

Can you believe it?

MOUSES!

And the peep, bein' a peep, FROZE.  Just like a statue.

You ever notice that, my friends?  You ever notice that when peeps get scared or startled or the like, they freeze solid.  Solid, just like statues.

Stupid, really, when you think about it.  I mean, if there's somethin' out there that's scary - somethin' that might harm you in some way - your first instinct should be to get the mouses out of there, pronto.  Get the mouses out of the danger area, for sure.  Get the mouses away from whatever it is that's scarin' you.  You know?  Well that's what I'd do.

But peeps?  HA!  Peeps don't have HALF the common sense we cats have, so...

So instead of doin' the reasonable thing, they freeze.  Yup, just like statues.

MOUSES!

At least that's what the smart peeps do.

And when I say smart, I mean smarter than the other peeps.  I do NOT mean smarter than us cats.

MOUSES!

But back to the not-so-smart peeps.  THOSE peeps don't freeze like statues.  OH NO...  Those peeps go stickin' their noses right in whatever it is, that's dangerous.  HOW MANY LIVES would have been saved if only the peeps in those slasher movies did not go into the room from which the strange noises were emanatin', moments before?  Hm?  HM?  Answer me that, why don't you.  MOUSES!

When danger is lurkin', we cats don't freeze like statues, nor do we INVESTIGATE suspicious slasher killer sounds.  No, we cats are way smarter than that.  We cats high-tail it out of the dangerous situation like no one has ever high-tailed it before.

Or we hide under a bed.

Whichever one works best at the time.

You know.

MOUSES!

But anyway...

But anyway, Peep #1 is not as smart as a cat, but apparently is smarter than some other peeps, so...

So she froze solid like a statue.

And after thawin' a bit, she looked around for whatever alien entity had jumped up, nearly hittin' her right in the face.

Turns out, the alien entity wasn't an alien at all.  Nope, not even close.  Turns out, the alien entity was...

A frog.

Can you believe it?

MOUSES!

So now...

So now it looks like we have a frog livin' in our garage.  Hoppin' about and ribbitin' like he owns the joint.

MOUSES!

I'm not sure for how long he'll be in there - the frog, I mean - on account of my unwillingness to organise the troops...  I mean, my fursibs, for his removal.

Plus, I'm pretty sure little froggy frew got in the garage in the first place, due to somethin' THE PEEP did, so...

So if she wants rid, she's gonna have to do it herself.

Just like with the mouse.

MOUSES!