it rained

It rained.

IT RAINED!

IT RAINED!

And there were boomies, too.

MOUSES!

Peepers was SUPER PLEASED 'bout the rain, on account of us not havin' had any in like...  Like a billion, gazillion years, or somethin' like that.

Gazillion years...  Couple weeks...  Whatever.

MOUSES!

Personally, I didn't care much.  I mean, I was inside when it started pourin', so you know...

It didn't affect ME.

MOUSES!

But I'll tell you what did affect me:  One minute I was hangin' out in the livin' room with my favourite nip mouse, and the next...

I WAS RUNNIN' FOR COVER!

Why does thunder have to be SO loud?

And why does a  kitty run so low to the ground when runnin' for his life?  It really slows ya down, you know?  And at a time when you really don't wanna be slowed down.

And WHY do peeps laugh when they see you runnin' like that?

Okay, so they didn't laugh, really.  It was probably more of a smirk.

YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT, PEEPERS.  I SAW YOU SMIRKIN' AT ME.

Just you wait 'til I see YOU runnin' for your life, and I'm gonna smirk right back at ya, for sure.

MOUSES!

And do you know somethin'?  It turns out, thunder is just as loud in the family room, as it is in the livin' room.

MOUSES!

Oh sure, I could have jumped up into Peepers' arms for comfort, or somethin' like that, but you seem to be forgettin'...

SHE SMIRKED.

She smirked AT ME.

I SAW HER.

MOUSES!

Plus, the pink chair was closer, and I needed to take cover, fast.  Like, really, really fast.  Like instantaneously, my friends.

MOUSES!

But after the rain and the boomies were all over, I...

Well actually, after the boomies were over.  I didn't care 'bout the rain, remember?  THE RAIN wasn't terrifyingly loud.

So after the boomies were over, I stretched out under that ol' pink chair and had a little snooze, and I dreamt of sugar plums and fairies and...

GOTCHA!  Cats don't dream 'bout those kinds of things.

Well we sometimes dream about fairies.  We sometimes dream 'bout them, wonderin' what might happen if we were to accidentally catch one in the garden and uh...  And see if it's true what they say.  You know, 'bout them tastin' like chicken.  That sorta thing.

But I was dreamin'!  I was dreamin' of nip mice and chasin' butterflies and the like.

AND I WAS WONDERIN'...

I was wonderin' why ol' Peepers had wanted it to rain so much in the first place.

She SAID it was 'cause the garden needed it, along with the wildlife.  And the forests were all so dry...

BUT I'M THINKIN'...

I'm thinkin' she KNEW it would be accompanied by those boomies, and wanted the boomies to scare me half to death like they did.

Stupid peep.

Thanks be to goodness I still have eight lives left.

MOUSES!

***********************

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.