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Pet Peeves With Parsley
OH MY COD! Do mew remember last time I was here, and Smooch got right up in my grill with his severely bugged boggle? Well things just escalated as Fudge found out that Smooch has his new gig **Smooch Around The Wulrd ~ Coming Soon** and now he wants one too!
I found this memo pinned to my desk in the bunker on Thursday morning:
Oh heck, we've got a rebellion on our paws right now, I thought.
So I went to find Basil who was in his private office and showed him the memo.
"Look!" I said passing it across the desk to Basil. "And he used all capitals in bold, and see how many exclamation marks too? That's a serious offur use of punctuation!"
He read it, paused fur a while then said, "Hmmmmmm, these youngsters always want fly before they shoot!"
"I concur," I said sagely.
"But I suppose we could give him the chance to explore his creative identity when we're not saving the wurld," Basil mewsed thoughtfully.
"That's definitely a pawsibility to explore," I replied helping myself to a few nip-fizz jellybeans from the jar on Basil's desk and thinking to myself, it might actually keep him out of trouble too!
We sat in silence fur a spell, popping the nip-fizz jellybeans into our mouths with gusto and much flourish while we pondered the possibilities of our youngest heathen recruit being grown-up enough to take responsibility and have his furry own post.
Basil got up and went to the drinks cabinet and poured us both a rather stiff niptini with a splash of lime and a cherry on the side. He said as he gave me the drink, "Mew know it might keep him out of trouble if we let him have his own post."
I began to smirk and fought hard to keep my laughter at bay. "D'ya think?"
Basil nodded. "Oh yeah, that one has far too much time on his paws, giving him this will save no end of future accidents and/or incidents in the bunker!"
"Great call Basil!" I grinned widely at him.
He took a gulp of his niptini and said. "Yeah dude, and I've got the purrfect gig just fur him and he can start this Caturday!"
"Really!" I was still grinning. "Do tell me more?"
"Sauce buddy, I'd love to tell mew but'll it'll ruin the surprise!" Basil was really laughing by now, mew know the type of laugh; wildly infectious and with a little bit of wickness.
OH MY COD What Has Fudge Got Himself Into Now?
Find out on Caturday!
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This picture was made with: Prisma - The effect used was: Paradise
What's been your biggest pet peeve this week?
...feel free to leave your peeves in the comment form, all are welcome!
Peevish purrs and MOL-ing!
...feel free to leave your peeves in the comment form, all are welcome!
Peevish purrs and MOL-ing!
Parsley
I think ya deserve multiple niptinis for dis one!
ReplyDeleteThat art is really terrific...worthy of being printed, framed and hung. Pet peeve...hmmm? That Sawyer gets more treats than the rest of us do! XOCK, angel Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, angel Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth, Calista Jo, Cooper Murphy and Sawyer
ReplyDeleteThat sounded like a very good way to have a meeting, drinks and snacks always helps to come to a decision. Hopefully that will keep Fudge happy and out of trouble. I love the art. I am hoping it has been made into a puzzle and just popping over to see.
ReplyDelete12m 29s for the puzzle.
DeleteNothing wrong with punctuating your needs Fudge! Thanks for joining the Thankful Thursday Blog Hop!
ReplyDeleteWha Oh! Trouble is brewing...
ReplyDeletedood...my beef iz thiz: eye am still in quaranteen N wanna get out....eye can see all kindz oh way kewl stuff ta dees troy...uh, chek out...but eye canna get two it.....
ReplyDeletenice ta meet everee one bye de way ~~~~~~
mackerull ☺☺♥♥
Ooh I like the title "Smooch Around the World"! I can't wait for that and I also can't wait to see what Basil has in store for Fudge's Caturday spot. And I think he is right that Fudge needs a purr-oject to focus his energies on. My pet peeve? Hmm... I guess that would be when Mom spends way way too much time on the computer and not enough time with me. Winks.
ReplyDeleteI love black cats. When we got married, my husband "hated cats". I kept bugging him and he finally agreed I could get a cat if I found an all black female cat who was at least a year old. Next day she was advertised in the paper.
ReplyDeleteDave now loves kitties, too.
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My cats have a big pet peeve, they are sick on no window whiffies because the a/c is always on. XO
ReplyDeletePet peeve? The bloody Rottweiller next door. 'Nuff said.
ReplyDeleteWell Parsley my biggest peeve this week has been the endless, bottomless, topless, edgeless, everywhere you look RAIN RAIN RAIN we've had for days on end. Not that I mind a little wet - my humans carry a "brolly" but I like being WET - but every single time I go outside???? Then to have to suffer the indignity of a towel dry when I get back inside? No thanks. I am ready for some SUN! Can you help me with this one Parsley??
ReplyDeleteHugs, Teddy
You just know that somethings going to go with a bang when peeps get that sort of smile and giggle going on. Cant wait to find out what Fudge is going to have to do, maybe wrestle rattlers or piranha whilst whistling god save the queen!?
ReplyDeleteToodle pips and purrs
ERin
Hmmm...I think Fudge should look for the purrfect Kung Food (I am sure Ninja would become his #1 Fan).
ReplyDeleteAnd my pet peeve...siblings who not only eat your food, steal your treats, use your litter box, but they SLEEP with your human! I want my MTC*!
Purrs
Marv
* Marv Cuddle Time
Oh, Fudge. You don't need your own feature! You steal the spotlight with your, err, misdeeds ... and that tail ...
ReplyDeleteFudge, with the furmily you call yours, you have to be carefur what mew ask fur...cause you just might get it:)
ReplyDeleteMy peeve is still that Dalton Dude...he won't cuddle with me, he freezes when he sees me...sheesh, am I that scary? It was fun at furst to let him know who the real boss is, but...I need me a warm body to snuggle with betimes.