Tomorrow's the big day. Yup, tomorrow is Saffron's BIG day, for sure. Tomorrow is the day that my brother Saffy Saffron Saffers Sassafras - yeah, I call him that sometimes - goes in for his uh...
Umm...
Well, you know...
His SNIP-SNIP.
*wink wink*
MOUSES!
And let me tell you somethin', my friends, tomorrow can't come soon enough.
MOUSES!!!
I know, I know... I know what you're thinkin'. You're thinkin', didn't I, Seville the Cat, blog 'bout Saffy's big day before?
You know somethin', my friends? You're right! I did. I, Seville the Cat, DID blog 'bout Saffy's big day before, but...
But before when I blogged 'bout his big day, his big day was off in the far and distant future. NOW his big day is tomorrow.
MOUSES!
Peepers and I have our paws crossed we won't get too much snow tomorrow like the weatherpeeps are sayin' we might. We're purrin' and prayin' we don't get so much snow that Saffy's appointment will have to be rescheduled. We're purrin' and...
What's that you're asking 'bout now?
Oh, that. Yeah, THAT. Yup, Ol' Mother Nature is havin' mood swings again so EVEN THOUGH IT'S APRIL ALREADY, we're expectin' a snowstorm tomorrow. Ten centimetres, they say. Maybe more! I'm tellin' ya, it's as disgustin' as disgustin' can get. DISGUSTIN'!
Although to tell you the truth...
To tell you the truth, these mood swings of Mother Nature's are not unlike the cryin' and howlin' Saffry Saffron Saffers Sassafras has been doin' at four in the mornin' before the sun has even THOUGHT about gettin' up. Before ANYONE IN THEIR RIGHT MIND has thought about gettin' up, to be sure.
Thus, the need for the snip-snip to happen tomorrow.
And after the snip-snip, I'm hopin' I'll get a chance to sleep in. 'Cause a cat like me NEEDS his beauty sleep, you see.
Well, truth be told, I'D be beautiful - HANDSOME, I mean - whether I got my beauty sleep or not. I mean, just look at this face. How could this face NOT be as beautiful and handsome as can be?
However, it's a totally different situation with the peep. Let's just say, Peepers needs her sleep. Yup, Peepers needs her beauty sleep, for sure. I'm tellin' ya, if Peepers doesn't start gettin' a good night's sleep on a regular basis, other peeps in the neighbourhood are gonna start leavin' crates of night creams and serums and gels and all sorts of stuff along with gift cards and certificates for local plastic surgeons on our doorstep just so they don't have to look at her harried, harassed, and haggard ol' face, and...
What's that? What's that, Peepers? What's that you're babblin' on about now?
What am I tellin' my readers, you ask?
Uh...
Nothin'. Nothin' at all. Just casually mentionin' that tomorrow is the Day of the Snip.
MOUSES!
Remember to mask up, too.
