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Newton: The head peep fell asleep with the light on, and when she woke up in the middle of the night, she saw this.
I was awake in my bed, watching her adoringly. Okay, maybe I was actually just hoping she was going to go to the kitchen for a midnight snack I could share. But don’t burst her bubble about the adoringly thing.
Newton: OMC, what is that thing?
And where does it think it’s going?
Hello, thing? Are you there, thing? Get out from under my sofa!
Hey, it worked! Maybe I should ask the thing to bring me some treats if it’s that obedient.
Thing, the treats are the other way, in the kitchen. Thing? Thing?
That thing doesn’t listen any better than Ashton does.
Newton: Can we talk?
Newton: You may not realize it, but we’ve been blogging really steadily for the past few years. The last time we took a single day off was over a year ago. We love coming to your mailbox or blog reader every day, and we are always excited to have you visit, too! But here’s the thing: We’re cats, and we need a lot of sleep, and all of this work isn’t letting us get it. Humans are unruly and generally exhausting, and this supervising to make sure that the head peep gets work done is even more exhausting. Have you ever watched other people work? It wears you right out.
Pierre: What do you want to do about it, Newt?
Newton: We’re going to take weekends off of blogging.
Pierre. What?!
Newton: Don’t worry. we aren’t going anywhere. We have exciting plans for things we want to share with you in the weeks and months ahead. You will still be able to read our Topical Thursdays every week, and see what Pierre, Ashton, and I are up to. But mostly me, because I know you really come here to see me.
Pierre: *sighs* It isn’t all about you, Newton.
Newton: That’s what you think! It’s always all about me!
Pierre: If we aren’t blogging, what are we going to be doing on the weekends now?
Newton: I’m sure you’ll think of something.
Pierre: I’ll think about it while I take this nap.
Newton: I think he’s going to do a lot more of that once he figures it out. Have a good weekend, everykitty. We’ll see you on Monday!
Ashton: This is kind of embarrassing. Why are you showing photos of me for National Junk Food Day?
Especially that grainy, old photo of me laying in my food tray, waiting for a dish?
Sure, it’s well-established that I love chips. Corn chips, potato chips. Crackers, too. Those are kind of like chips, but they make an even bigger mess when I run off with one and eat it on the sofa.
And bagels… oh, I love bagels! If you don’t have a bagel, that’s okay, just give me some cream cheese. I’ll even go head to head with Pierre to get some of that good stuff.
Speaking of good stuff, I also love broccoli. When are you serving that at the big table again? That may not be junk food to you, but it is to me. As an obligate carnivore, I don’t need broccoli. But I sure do love it!
So tell your peeps that it’s time to break out the treats — or the chips or the broccoli or whatever you have as junk food around your house. It’s National Junk Food Day, and we should all celebrate!
Note from the head peep: Don’t worry, despite what she thinks, Ashton is going to get a little extra grilled chicken breast today.
Ashton: I heard that! We can’t let this day pass without a proper celebration! Celebrating eating is a feline tradition! Don’t make me give up the traditions of my people to live with you.
Bring on the broccoli!
Are you going to celebrate National Junk Food Day at your house?
