seventy-eight weeks

So...

So apparently...

So apparently, this comin' week...

This comin' week, the masks are comin' off.

MOUSES!

Not for my peeps though, thank goodness.  My peeps are gonna continue wearin' their masks whenever they're out in indoor public spaces, 'cause wearin' masks helps slow the spread of rabies and distemper and...

Mouses, I mean that peep virus; not rabies.  Not distemper, either.

I don't think.

MOUSES!

Fact is, wearin' masks in indoor public spaces helps slow the virus' spread, so WEARIN' MASKS IN INDOOR PUBLIC SPACES TO PROTECT YOUR COMMUNITY, FRIENDS, AND NEIGHBOURS DURIN' A PANDEMIC - WHETHER MANDATED OR NOT - IS THE RIGHT THING TO DO, for sure.

MOUSES!

Plus, over the past four hundred and twenty-four million, five hundred and sixty-nine thousand, six hundred cat seconds, I'm pretty sure Peepers has developed a bit of a beard or moustache or somethin' on that ol' face of hers; and wearin' a mask can hide those kinda things, you see.

Bwahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!

MOUSES!

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

FINE.

*crosses front paws across chest and pouts*

I have been instructed to inform my readers that the stray hair I spotted earlier on the peep's chin was not the beginnings of a beard but rather, one of my marmalade furs.  It drifted up and got stuck on Peepers' chin.

Or so she says.

MOUSES!

But I still stay those masks are good for hidin' things.

It's true!  Like when Peepers is silently swearin' under her breath at the person in front of her with forty-three million items in the twelve item lane?  Yup, that person can't see Peepers' lips movin' under her mask, at all.

Or when Peepers remembers she forgot to brush her teeth after eatin' the parsley garnish at lunch?  Yup, no one can see that ol' bit of parsley stuck in her teeth.  It's completely hidden by her mask, for sure.

Or when Peepers is caught red-pawded, climbin' the grocery store shelves and riskin' bringing them all crashin' down 'cause stuff at the back of the top shelf is outta reach for anyone who's name isn't Hagrid?  Yup, with that mask coverin' half her face, other peeps are highly unlikely to recognise Peepers as the one who brought all the shelving down.

Okay, so that last one never happened.

YET.

But I'm pretty sure one day it will.

MOUSES!

But the bottom line is...

The bottom line is, even though as of the fifteenth masks in indoor public spaces will no longer be mandated here in Nova Scotia, it DOESN'T TAKE A MANDATE for peeps TO DO THE RIGHT THING.

Or does it?

Time will tell, I suppose.

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.