Happy Gotcha Day to me. Happy Gotcha Day to me. HAPPY GOTCHA DAY...
What? What's that, Peepers? What's that you're babblin' on about now?
Oh yeah.
*sighs*
FINE.
MOUSES!
Happy Gotcha Day to Saff. Happy Gotcha Day to Saff. HAPPY GOTCHA DAY...
What? What's that, Peepers? What's that your babblin' on about now?
Saff prefers to be called Saffron, you say?
Yeah, I actually know that. But the thing is, Peepers, the one syllable of Saff fits better in the song than do the two syllables of Saffron. It fits way better, for sure.
Besides, Saff is probably preferable to some of the other things I've been known to call him.
*sighs*
FINE.
MOUSES!
Happy Gotcha Day to Saffy Saffron Sassifras. Happy Gotcha D...
MOUSES!
Happy Gotcha Day to Saffron. Happy Gotcha Day to Saffron. HAPPY GOTCHA DAY TO SAFFY SAFFRON SASSIFRAS...
Couldn't help myself. HAD to fit that all in at least the one time.
HAPPY GOTCHA DAY TO SAFFRON.
And many more....
MOUSES!
That's right, my pals. That's right! Today is my brudder-from-anudder-mudder, Saffy Saffron Sassifras' Gotcha Day. Two years ago today, Saffron decided he would come live inside this here house with me and the peeps.
Well, he didn't so much decide to come in, as...
Well truth be told...
Truth be told, after havin' the peep try to get him inside for 'bout a year and a half, one cold and miserable night EXACTLY TWO YEARS AGO TONIGHT, with the wind blowin' in from the north and wet snow driftin' into the veranda area and landin' on Saffy's furs, Saffron allowed Peepers to pick him up and carry him inside the house just before she slammed that front door shut with her foot, and...
AND THE REST IS HISTORY, MY FRIENDS.
MOUSES!
FYI, Peepers bought us kitties chicken. REAL chicken. Not outta a tin chicken, but the real kinda chicken. The real kinda chicken that non-vegetable... I mean, non-vegeTARIAN peeps eat.
SAFFY AND I ARE GONNA DINE LIKE KINGS.
As it SHOULD be.
MOUSES!
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Remember to mask up, too.
