It is I, Queen Trixie, Alpha-Kitty Extraordinaire!
Last week, for the third or fourth time in My Life (which has, so far, lasted all of two and a half years), We had a storm of the kind which, according to the Human Weather Forecaster, we witness "only once in a Century".
Mummy had the heating on all day and my brofurs and I sat by the windows and watched the pretty white snowflakes falling.
And Mummy played with Us and threw Ping Pong Balls around for Us to chase.
But best of all, once the snow had stopped falling and the sun came out, She let Us out of the flat onto the entrance porch, to have an up close and purr-sonal look at the snow.
Caspurr didn't like it furry much. He was more interested in the possibility of munching on the flowers. I, purr-sonally, can take it or leave it. Mostly leave it (mol). We all decided it was better indoors, where we could stretch out on one of the radiators. But I was not pleased when Shimshi decided to steal my favourite radiator perch!!!
That Baby Mancat has waaaaaaay too much Chutzpah for my liking!
Wouldn't you agree?