Showing posts with label good boy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label good boy. Show all posts

Wednesday, 5 August 2020

da hots

We gots da hots.

MOUSES!

No, I don't have a fever or anythin' like that.

BUT MOTHER NATURE SURE DOES.

MOUSES!

I'm tellin' ya, all this heat and humidity is wearin' pretty thin.  Peeps have NO IDEA how we cats feel when it gets this hot.

NO IDEA. WHATSOEVER!

Peeps?  Peeps are lucky.  Peeps can take off their clothes, and...

Scratch that.  Peeps walking 'round nekkid is never a good idea, for there are some things a kitty can never unsee.

I would rather they go jump in a lake.

Take that as you wish.

MOUSES!

But peeps can take off SOME of their clothes.  At least they can take off the heavy ones and put on somethin' lighter.  And bare arms and legs are okay.

I suppose.

MOUSES!

But us cats?  We cats have no clothes to take off!

Our fur coats are attached, you see.

MOUSES!

Yesterday I hung out under a bush for part of the day.  I'm not tellin' anyone which bush, in case the peeps think they might cool off by hangin' out under the SAME bush as me, usin' up some of MY somewhat cool space.

But today, even under that bush is too hot.  So today I'm stayin' indoors.  Today I'm plunkin' my tail down in front of a fan, and...

GET OUTTA MY SPACE!

You heard me, Peepers.  GET OUTTA MY SPACE.

Boy-oh-boy, do you know what Peepers just did?  She just sat down next to me, and...

AND SHE USED UP ALL OF MY FAN!

Okay, so maybe she didn't USE IT UP, but it sure felt like she did.  She sat between me and my fan and blocked all the cool air that was meant for ME, and...

I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO GET OUTTA MY FAN!

Peeps.  They have no consideration.  No consideration at all.

Look Peepers, if you're that hot, go take of some clothes.  But if you're thinking 'bout walkin' around nekkid or anythin' like that...

DON'T EVEN THINK 'BOUT DOIN' IT NEAR ME.

Like I said earlier: there are some things a kitty can never unsee.

MOUSES!

Oh, and Peepers?  It's one thing to take off your pants or top or whatever, but if you're walkin' about in public, near other peeps?  Well if you're doin' that, pants or no pants, you had still better be wearin' your mask.

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.

Wednesday, 29 July 2020

good boy

I'm a GOOD boy, I am.

Peepers says so, so it must be true.

MOUSES!

Now peeps do say a lot of things, as I'm sure you're all aware.  And most of what they say IS total hogwash and gobbledygook, but...

Hmm...  I wonder what hogwash actually is.  Body wash for hogs?  Some kinda flea dip, perhaps?  Mud?

Guess that's for hogs to know, and us cats to not bother figurin' out.

MOUSES!

So anyway...

So anyway, like I was sayin', most of the stuff that comes outta peeps' mouths is nothin' but nonsensical nonsense and lies, but every now and then...

Every now and then, they come up with an absolute truth.

An absolute truth like...

LIKE TELLIN' ME I'M A GOOD BOY.

BUT WHAT ELSE WOULD I BE?

Although when she said it, it did come out soundin' kinda condescendin'.

And she sure as mouses didn't have to sound so surprised.

Fact is, I AM a good boy.  Why, I'm as good as they come.

Why...

I'M SEVILLE THE CAT, I AM.

A name synonymous with goodness.

MOUSES!

Not to mention, adorable and cute.

And, accordin' to  some, cheek.

MOU...

What the?

MOUSES!

Hey Peepers!  Next time you wanna add your two cents to my blog, try to remember, CANADA NO LONGER HAS PENNIES SO NOBODY OUT THERE  IS INTERESTED!

MOUSES!

But gettin' back on track here, when Peepers said I was a good boy...

SHE WAS CLEARLY STATING A FACT.

It's true.  A cat can't make this kinda stuff up.

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.