Really We Are Sorry

Really, we are sorry for the commotion last night and into this morning.  We hope it didn't keep anyone from resting, and thus sending them to sleep in the middle of Sunday sermon.  And we especially hope the noise didn't result in any pastors falling asleep in the middle of Sunday sermon, or half of a few choirs.  And why are we suddenly very glad that the human didn't limp to church this morning with us along for the ride?  They were having a dinner after the sermon and we are suddenly picturing a messy disaster as people fall asleep in their plates.  And what if someone figured out that the cat causing all of the commotion and shouting about bunnies and dangerous trees is our fugitive Brother?  That's the last thing we need, to get in trouble with the church.  We like the church and have no desire for them to get upset with us.  Churches are wonderful and always are helping needy teddies find news homes and providing us with fabric for stitching purposes.  We don't want them angry with us for failing to keep Brother under control.  Really, Brother should be so ashamed of himself, making the noise he did.  And he has no right to say that he is going to take Cousin Blanche, Cousin Sibbie and Cousin Carrie along with their entire extended family to court for refusing to hide from the census taker, and Cousin Winnie and her husband Cousin Archie too for having such wonderful obituaries.  We think he might have been pre-prejudiced against poor Cousin Archie from the start, though, because he was in the seed business, and tuis a friend to bunnies.  Also, he cannot sue the library for making online census access easier!  Really, it's just so easy, much, much easier than the last time we used this program.  We're off to hunt down Cousin Cordelia and Cousin Malcolm now!  Please protect your ears accordingly.  We don't want the shouts to keep you awake and make you possibly miss work tomorrow!