You may have noticed that there's a flakey substance on me--and it ain't dandruff--it's NIP!
One of the finest things about being a Cat (in addition to all the other Most Excellent points of Felinity) is the ability to roll around in Teh Nips in a patch of sun.
In fact, I think I feel a song coming on:
♪ ♫ ♪ ♪
Sun on my furs, feels so good
Round old tummy, filled with food
Nip on my coat
a song in my throat
And vicious gleaming ivories!
♫ ♫ ♪
I need a nap after all that...and maybe some snacks...that was some nip!
XX Sylvester XX