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And you thought whut happined yestidday was bad.
Well, it's still happinin tidday, and there's sum stuff I fortygot to add in yestidday that happined bifore that is still affecting us now and that will prob'ly continue to affect whut is gonna keep happinin around heer at Our Warren for sum time to come, which is still preddy much still going on...
Lemme tell you.
So where was I yestidday when I left off so I can begin about whut's happinin tidday?
Oh yeah - Dadda was Driving Toda Rescue ob Phil-da-Lad who had sumhow managed to Rent Da Wrong Truck That He Could Not Drive Frumma'nudder State and had Runned Ober A Gas Station (and Maman had *nuffin* to do wif ENNY ob this particular mess this time, bemember!).
Dadda called Maman wast nite while Mr Mouse was still angry and upset onna'count obba fakt dat "Law & Order" was STILL not onna tellyvishion because there were Olympics on it instead.
And Dadda called Maman to tell her that:
1.) It was not a 30 foots-long Truck that Phil-da-Lad couldn't drive that he had Runned Ober da Gas Station, it wassa 24 foots-long Truck, but that Dadda didn't measure it the same way as udder hoomins who did not come frum Inkland measured Trucks, which was Part Obba Problem.
2.) Da Udder Part Obba Problem was dat Phil-da-Lad hadn't done ennyfing so much ennyways and Dadda had buyed Inshurance fordat, cos he issn't Stoopit.
So there was One Problems, Sorted Out and Solved.
So Dadda had drived the Truck back to Phil's Old 'Partmint and Phil anna Rent-A-Teens loaded it up wif Stuff. They also loaded up wif Three Catz, which are:
KayCee, Queen ob Kitties
Toby, Fat-Cat-Wannabe, and
Munchkin/Mischief (who issa pain-inna-butt).
And Furby da Hammie(ster).
And Dadda was going to go to bed, onna'count obba fakt dat he was tired.
So he did.
So Maman comed out innu da Kitchen and filled uppa sink wif hot wadder and began Washing Up.
Anna rite-aboud-THEN, the Catz showed up, cos it was time for Food.
And, ob course, Da Dawg showed up, too, mainly because the Catz did, and he hadda make shure that they weren't gonna get ennyfing dat he wassen't gonna gedda look in, too.
And we were innerested in whut was going on onna'count ob it was Treat Time, which issa Most Impawtant Time obba day at Our Warren.
So Maman filled uppa sink wif suds stuff and put alla bowls in to soak. And then she went ober to Mr Mouse and piks him up outta his habbytat and axts him,
"Whutsmatta wif my widdle Mouse-ums?"
Which he doesn't particuarly like being called, but because he's been in dere grunting, "Law-and-Order, Law-and-Order, Law-and-Order!" and bouncing up-and-down like a little black steam engine for most obba nite, he's prepared to deal wif just onna'count obba fakt dat he's happy to be out and sitting on Maman's shoulder, since Dadda's shoulder isn't currently available.
And, so, Maman started off downna hallway toward Da Sitting Room, wif Mouse clinging toda collar ob her bafrobe and his little ears stickin' up ober her shoulder.
And onna way, Mouse is grunting: "Law-and-Order! Law-and-Order! Law-and-Order!" as they're walking along.
And as they get toda doorway obba Sitting Room, I hear Mouse go, "Law-and-Ord-WhuttahackisDAT?"
And I hear Maman say, "How do you like your Noo TeeVee, MouseyWouse?"
And then I hear her say,
"Mouse? Mouse. Mouse, get your head out of my pocket. Here, turn around...Mouse...Mouse...Lookit your noo...Mouse...HEY! Mouse!"
And then Mouse is yelling his head off: "It's SNOWING IN HEER! NO, I WON'T GO! I WON'T GO! TAKE ME BACK! PLEASE!"
And Maman is, like, "Look, you stoopit rabbit, it's your Noo Tellyvishion set! Will you get your head out of my pocket? No, Mouse, not that way...Mouse...Turn around, Mouse...MOUSE! NOT DOWN MY NIGHTGOWN!"
And right about then, Da Dawg, attracted by alla yellin' going on, barks atta Cokie-Cat, who is not inna Best Ob Moods (onna'count ob not habbin' seen enny food yet).
And Maman shouts: "LETGOA MY HAIR, MOUSE!"
And now she's coming full-steam back downna hallway, wif bof hands on her hed, anna Dawg trailin' along behind waring sum kinda stoopit lopsided happy-grin.
AND he's wagging his tail and dancing.
And Maman's whispering, "ShaddupYouStoopitDawg!ShaddupShaddupShaddup..." and she's holding up Mouse uppabove her head, and Mouse is hanging on to her hair wif all four feets like Grim Death.
So she gets toda Bun Room, slides to a stop onna linoleum floor, kneels down in frunt ob Mouse's habbytat, sticks her hed inna door, and he makes a flying leap innu his his pootybox and stays there.
And Maman slams his habbytat door shut and den just sits there, onna floor, breathing kinda hard, and Mouse is sitting inna pootybox, and he's breathing kinda hard, anna Dawg is clogging uppa doorway toda Bun Room, keeping the Catz out, and wagging his tail and breathing kinda hard cos he's Stoopit and finks dis is all Sum Kinda Weird And Wunnerful Noo Game called "Chase Da Maman".
And, ob course, Cokie-da-Fat-Cat ambles up toda doorway, slides to a halt, snuffles da Dawg and den sneezes rite in his face. And just about den, Beep-da-Stoopit-Cat slinks unnerneaf obba Dawg and goes to see whut's been dropped unner Clover and Beebe's habbytat.
So finally Maman pulls herself togedder and gets to her feets and goes back out innu da Kitchin and wiffout saying much ob ennyfing, goes back to washing alla Food Bowls like nuffing much has happined.
'Cept that she's banging a whole lotta stuff around and making a lotta noise while she's doing it.
And it gets Rilly Quiet inna Whole Houz, 'cept for Maman, banging Stuff around.
Anna Dawg gets his food.
Anna Catz get their food.
And we get fresh wadder.
And we get fresh pellets.
And we get salads.
Anna Dawg gets to go Outta Back Gardin Door to visit his Pootybox Inna Sky.
And Maman still isn't saying ennyfing.
And Missy says to me, rilly quiet-like: "It is berry cold on my butt when Maman opins dat door."
And I sed: "Well I don't smell enny snow. Do you?"
And she says: "No. I just feel a draft. So whuttaheck was Mouse yellin' aboutta snow for?"
So I called ober to Mouse, rilly quiet-like: "Hey Mouse! Whut happined wiffa snow inna Sitting Room?"
And he calls back to me: "You know how there usta be a tellyvishion where I watched 'Law & Order'? Well, now its gone. Now there's just a Hole Inna Wall, and it's snowing! Maman tried to Release me out innu da Gardin innu da SNOW!"
And I shaked my ears. "Well, dat can't be rite. Maman RESCUES bunnies. She doesn't Release bunnies to die outside inna cold and snow."
And Mouse says, all sad and sorrowful: "She must not want me."
And den Clover waggles her ears and says: "Mouse, dat's just STOOPIT! You know Maman wants you! Lemme axt you sumfing - whin you were inna Sitting Room, did you feel a Cold Draft up your butt?"
And Mouse thought for a sekond and then he answered, "No. Didn't feel enny drafts."
And Missy axts him: "Did you SMELL enny snow onna air?"
And Mouse finks for a momint and den he answers: "No. I didn't smell ennyfing 'cept datta Dawg anna Fat-Cat hab bin toda Spa..."
And Missy says: "Fank goodness for dat! Stoopit Catz smell wike old bafroom rugs!"
"Well," says Clover, "I don't fink you were ennywhere's NEAR being 'Outside', Mouse. I fink sumfing else happined."
And Mouse shook his head and says, "Wookit, I know whut I saw, and it was SNOW! A whole lotta SNOW!"
And den Maman comed back innu Da Bun Room.
And she stopped by Mouse and gibbed him FIVE currents!
And den she wooked at him for a minit and she says:
"Bemind me to never again to spend eleven hunnert dollars onna noo thirty-six inch, flat-screen, high-deffynition, stereo tellyvishion for you to watch 'Law & Order', rabbit. And on the off chance that I do, bemind me not to tune it into Olympic Downhill Skiing when I show it to you for the first time!"
-------- By George