With our first significant furry flurry predicted for Thanksgiving in the Little Snake River Valley, we welcome you to enjoy the following poem by Mowgli, our wordsmith cat.
Furry Flurry
The wind turbulates
How to describe this terrifying Furry Flurry
I, so carefully perched so not to fear the bury
The source of this might in energetic light
Can only be described in extended and delightful fright
I try and try to focus on such an itty bitty sight
Those tantalizing flakes elude my every might
Swift as I can be, try as I may
You see these Furry Flurries just like fine chocolate melt away.
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