What you don't? well let me fill you in on some of the things I do.
Now a lot of peeps have night time jobs like me, not that mine is exclusively a night job, no ma'am I work all the hours I need to, and a few extra just to make sure my peep gets up on time and gets the chef to make breakfast.
I know, I know, you'll be thinking it's a hard job but someone has to do it. Actually if you thought that you wouldn't really be right, as it is really quite easy, well most of the time at least.
As a skilled practitioner of the feline arts of peep waking, like most of you will be, I take pride in delivering the morning wake up call on time, if not earlier, to ensure that things get off to a flying start.
Now obviously at some times of the year sparrows aren't always available as they do have a good union and get a great set of holidays, so I have to resort to mice to get things going, and bar a few bumped heads from chasing them around under the bed, peep does seem to respond well and gets up and running with minimal time in the infirmary. purrs
Anyways, back to a day in the life of a Princess.
Now bear in mind that I have been up all night chasing miscreants and generally doing the things that a princess with a palace to run and staff to chase, does, on arrival home I don't give up and collapse gracefully in a heap in... er... beside the nearest food bowl, that would be plain rude not to mention the futile as it would be empty.
No, this Princess heads up to do a survey of all the Palace rooms, just to check they haven't moved around like the do in that documentary series, about the Hogwarts College of further education. The confusion peep would have trying to take a shower in the kitchen sink, not to mention the distress of the staff would be beyond my means for compensation, for sure. You know just the other day I caught some of the laundry hanging out in bathroom two, and whilst it is a nice spot to be, I do think peep would struggle sharing the shower with all the sheets and pillow cases, and there is no way I could get peep to use softener, and into the spin dryer. Mouses!
So, with all rooms accounted for, I head to round up some of my training aids, nip mice, which peep calls nip toys, and place them for ease of access around various parts of the Palace. It pays to be prepared for emergencies, so I always make sure there is at least a nip mouse or three under every bed, chair and sofa.
I do try to steer clear of the kitchens though, too much peep foot action going on to be safe for nip mice, and once peep called in the exterminator by mistake as the chef thought we had an invasion going on. Mouses! as if, with me around it wouldn't come to anything more than a skirmish with a landing party and repulsion with their tails between their legs, well maybe just tails and no legs. purrs
Anyhow, with everything in place it is time to schedule the days activities for peep. Four thirty AM is my typical starting time, and it heralds a very busy hour of the day. Come light or dark rain or shine the show must go on, but somewhere along the line peep clearly lost this part of the schedule, and has other things in mind for the mornings. But I do find routine is everything, so, if at first you don't get up, keep bouncing, clawing, chasing mice, and if all else fails, sound the Palace "Call to Arms" alarm secured to the wall.
Now I haven't as yet found out why peep would want a change of arms, nor where these arms are hiding, but if they do turn up there is a load of ironing to do and the lawns to cut. purrs
However, as the ultimate get me up, the result of pressing that little red button are truly amazing. Just the other year when I had a crisis in the kitchens at two in the morning, and I thought I'd give it a go. Well I am after all the Palace Health and Safety organiser and it did rather seem a good time to do a drill, oh and at the same time find out where my dinner had escaped to.
Well it has to be said on hearing that there alarm go off, peeps was up and ready like a shot, and bar for the pants being on backwards, the bunny slippers being on the wrong feet, and looking like something the dog brought in, peep would have been very passable, well passable for the short sighted at least. purrs
What is even more impressive, a few minutes later carbon monoxide crew and the gas board turned up some minutes later to suppress any fumes. Clearly peeps reputation for burning all things edible, and a few things that aren't had clearly spread. Mouses!
Whats that peeps ol' sleepy one, two thirty AM you say? Isn't really the best time for dirty laundry, you say?
Well I'll be, my watch must be fast. I'm not sure what the dirty laundry has to do with anything but seems like I have an extra hour to play... er... get some work done in, and waste not want not so I will be away. A Princesses work lot is not an easy one, for sure.
Oooh I almost forgot. I can tell that you're all very eager to know what else happens in the day in the life of a Princess, and more importantly, did I get my dinner guests out in time? Well I shall have to leave you in suspense, till another day.... well about my tale that is, but not the tail, which came to a rather flavourable non burnt ending, if you know what I mean..... purrs
Today marks the 15th anniversary of the 9/11 terrorist attacks on the USA.
In respect of all those that lost their lives that day, and for all those whose lives were left shattered, nay, rent apart by these truly senseless acts of murder and destruction, we dedicate this post to them, and give prayers for them and wish that sense and reason will once more descend to this world......