oh, hello. didn’t see you there. i am once again busy, searching high and low for a very special Christmas gift that seems to have run off. I was shopping, see, and a few days ago i came home wif, really, the PERFECT gift for the whole family. just the right size. fun for all ages. conveniently dead. see how it rounds out my collection of fake mousies? i was so very proud of it and you WOULD THINK my holiday gifting would bring great joy.
but no. Mrs. Whatsername, so-called animal lover, threw it out. this is the kind of heartless monster i lives wif everyday.
but, being a creature of endless generosity as i is, and filled, as always, to the furry brim wif Holiday Spirit, i tried again. Last night I went shopping again and this time, in order to get thru her very thick skull that this it THE must-have christmas gift of teh year, i brought her a real live mousie. so pretty! so crawly! so delightfully squeaky! but somehow, wif all teh yelling and slamming of doors, i kind of dropped it.
and gee! can it run fast! teh little guy was behind the upright grand piano in no times, which was clever of him, as i can’t get back there and these lazy humans refuse to lift it out of teh way for me….but it appears he may also have high-tailed it into Whozhe’s bedroom, another good place as it very easy to hide under all those empty doritos bags. so i kind been running back and forth between those two places all day. but i has to admit to getting a little tired. glad you’re here, tho. can you keep an eye peeled for me? i need a break. gonna go outside for a bit. maybe go do a little more shopping.
the holiday spirit, you knows, just keeps giving.