The sun shone warm and bright.
The landscape resembled heeping swirls
of marshmallow whip.
How could anyone resist the temptation
of walking on this sugary confection?
Look at my face.
Am I not serious?
Do I not mean what my face conveys?
What if I fist-pounded the door?
Would you believe me then?
I demand out!
FFFAH!
No!
It's not at all cold.
This is a Tai Chi pose
I call the tripoding cat.
A little snooping under the deck,
and I am soon acclimated to the winter wonderland!
See!
I am brave.
I am hearty.
I am one with the snow!
