Here's my impression of the first man to land on the sun. "Ooo aaah! OOOoo! Aaa! (accompanied by much jumping around) Well, it killed on the Gong Show as a gag. But it's also the perfect impression of the first of the boys to put his paws in snow. Rufus stepped outside yesterday during the big March blow and he didn't really like it that much. "What's that freezing cold stuff on my paws!??" Followed by many tiny dance steps and a sprint back into the cosy confines of Casa Big Cat. Told you lads, the great outdoors isn't all that great -particularly in late winter/early/false spring. No sane cat goes out in this. Except the feral cat.
Remember boys, "see the cat with the snow on his fur, you can see he's been crying..." Stop clawing me. OK, I'll stop singing if you
stop mauling me. Hey boys, what to see my impression of the first cat on the North Pole? Didn't think you would. xxx dad
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