Yes, I’m magnificent.
Feel free to call me Sun King.
No Lion achieves a great roar without practice.
I read an informative WordPress Post yesterday.
I learned that, at a mere 15 years old, I am considered “geriatric.”
I don’t feel “geriatric,” not at all.
Just look at how high I can jump!
Woofies grow up too fast. That is why it is essential to train them when they are relatively small, preferably smaller than you, in order to instill a proper respect for Cats in them.
In the Woofies’ imagination, I will always be a Lion.
The Lion in Winter really prefers to bask in the hopeful, hesitant sun rays of Spring.
A great guard Cat is never caught sleeping on the job. The open mouth? It’s not a yawn–it’s a fearsome roar.