oh boy...

Oh boy...

Oh boy oh boy oh boy.

Wait a minute.  OH BOY, YOO HOO, and HOORAY!

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So anyway...

So anyway, for those of you who might be unaware of the fact, this is a holiday weekend here in Canada.  In Nova Scotia, tomorrow is called Natal Day.  In other parts of Canada it's called other things which is weird, I know, but peeps are weird in general, and apparently peeps are in charge of the namin' of days.

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So anyway...

So anyway, like I was sayin', it's a holiday weekend.  And every kitty, doggy, bunny, horse, rocky, and any other kinda four-legged furry out there knows that summer holiday weekends usually mean big boomies and scary noises on account of peeps firin' off fireworks outta their ears.

Now I say ears but you know what I mean, right?  Right.  MOUSES!

But anyway...

But anyway, if there's one thing we furries hate, it's fireworks.  They're scary as all get out.  My gosh, fireworks are so scary they've been known to kill horses right here in Nova Scotia outta fear.  That's bad, my friends.  Really, really bad.  I mean, who would wanna murder a beautiful creature such as a horse?

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So this mornin'...

So this mornin', like I do most mornings, I woke up with a funny feelin' in my tummy.  My tummy was tellin' me I was hungry.  That's on account of my havin' a very smart tummy, you see.

But after I had my brekkies, my tummy was still feelin' a little on the weird side.  I thought about it for a bit, wonderin' if I needed more brekkies; but then I realised it wasn't hunger my tummy was feelin' but rather, DREAD.

That's right, my friends, my tummy had remembered this was part of a summer holiday weekend and tonight there would likely be fireworks that might scare me half to death.

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But later on...

But later on, it occurred to me that since we currently have a province-wide ban on burnin' due to not havin' had enough rain to protect us from wildfires, THERE CAN BE NO FIREWORKS TONIGHT. 

At least none of the ones peeps set off in their backyards.

Outta their ears.

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And THAT'S why my oh-boys changed to HOORAYS.

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But if some stupid peep decides to set of fireworks, anyway...

If some stupid peep decides to defy the law and set off scary fireworks regardless of the ban, I'm gonna march right over there and PEE on those fireworks, for sure.  Yup, I'm gonna pee all over 'em and put 'em right out.

Although...

Although on the other paw...

On the other paw, like I said before, fireworks are super scary so I think I'll send Peepers, instead.

Now to explain to the peep she might need to go 'round the neighbourhood, peein' on peeps' fireworks tonight.

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And remember:

IF IN DOUBT,

DON'T. GO. OUT.

Continue to practice SOCIAL DISTANCIN' measures

AND KEEP WASHIN' YOUR PAWS.

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Remember to mask up, too.