Oh my mouses.MOUSES!Oh my mousie mousin' mouses, that was an awfully loud thumpin', for sure.MOUSES!For mousin' out loud, Peepers, what the mouses are you doin' up there?What? What's that, Peepers? What's that you're babblin' on about now?You're answerin' my question, you say? Well, I beg to differ, but I think not. I think your answer is stupid and doesn't answer my
So the other day, a birdie hit the family room window. I heard it. The peeps heard it. There was nobody else in the room BUT HAD THERE BEEN, I'm sure they would have heard it, too.MOUSES!And Peepers, bein' a peep, ran out to check. You know, to make sure the little birdie was all right.Okay, so she didn't run. She walked. Or, as some peeps might say, she did a
Not again, I say. I SAY, NOT AGAIN!Oh for the love of mouses...MOUSES!Hey Peepers! PEEPERS! Saffy is at the back door, again. I SAY, SAFFY IS AT THE BACK DOOR!I say...Yeah, that's what I said. Saffy Saffron Sassifras is sittin' at the back door. Wanted back in, I suppose.MOUSES!I know, I know... I know what you're thinkin'. You thinkin' that Saffy
You're gonna have to do somethin' about that, Peepers.I SAID, you're gonna have to do somethin' about that!PEEPERS! Like I said, you're gonna have to do SOMETHIN' about that.That.THAT!Okay, THOSE. You're gonna have to do somethin' about those.MOUSES!Peepers, are you even listenin' to me?Gosh darn it, all this time I've been talkin' to her, she was firmly sound asleep.Should have known
Heeheeheeheehee... What a dupe.What a stupidy-dupidy POOP!On the other paw...On the other paw, maybe just poop.Stupid, stinky, smelly ol' poop.MOUSES!So anyway...So anyway, some stupidy-dupidy poop, on-line, called Peepers a crazy cat lady, the other day.And he said it like...Like...Get this.HAHAHAHAAAAA....He said it like it was an insult, or somethin'.MOUSES!Little does he know...Little
What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.Right?Right.MOUSES!Okay, so this didn't happen in Vegas. Happened right here at my house. My house here in Nova Scotia, Canada, that is.MOUSES!But the same principle applies.Right?Right.MOUSES!But on the other paw...On the other paw, that would be wrong.MOUSES!'Cause the fact is, if peeps do stupid stuff...And if I, Seville the Cat, should happen
It's been a long time since I've done a post like this. A long, long, L - O - N - G time, for sure.So I figured it was probably time to do one again. You know, keep my paw in. That sorta thing.MOUSES!What kinda post do I mean?Well...Well, the kinda post where I answer all of life's unanswered questions. You know the kind. The kind like uh...Um...Well...Well, like who
Well it's about time, Peepers. It's about time. You've been promising to make me...What? What's that, Peepers? What's that you're babblin' on about now?YES I KNOW you started makin' me my blankie ages ago. But then you set it aside. You stopped knittin'. And then...What? What's that, Peepers? What's that you're babblin' on about NOW?YES I KNOW
Happy Birthday to me. Happy Birthday to me. Happy Birthday dear me........What? What's that, Peepers? What's that you're babblin' on about now?What do you MEAN it's not my birthday? What do you MEAN?Oh yeah. Never mind. You happen to right, there, Peepers. For once. Today is not, in fact, my birthday. My birthday happens to be this
Hey Peepers, are you in there?Hey Peepers!PEEPERS!PEEPERS! ARE YOU IN THERE?Oh good, I was just checkin' you were there.MOUSES!But uh... But how come you didn't answer me the first time?I DON'T CARE that you were in the bathroom, takin' a shower. You still could have answered.Which would have saved me from havin' to yell.MOUSES!So anyway...So anyway, now that I know you're in