Last night, there was great excitement in Majestic Kennels.
Snow.
It was a late-spring storm. MamaGrace says that most kittens are born in the spring. So it’s rare to see a video of a kitten with snowflakes.
That’s why my video has already racked up a pile of views.
They woke me up in the middle of the night.
The Director had done snow videos before. He knew how to light the scene. It had to be on the outside set, of course. They just added a dark screen behind me. My odd mixed eyes against that black screen would film well. But I shivered and shivered.
Stretching, I sat and curled my tail around me for warmth.
But MamaGrace said, “No, dear. It’s time to work.”
You don’t tell her no when it’s time to work.
I yawned.
“No yawning. Look lively,” the Director called.
I stretched and yawned. Slowly, I woke up.
Finally I nodded at the Director. “I’m ready to act.”
I walked onto the set. Snow sprinkled across the brown grass. Cold!
“Look up,” the Director called. Sometimes he screamed at me, which I hated. But tonight he was quiet. Maybe the snow enchanted him too. I breathed slowly, trying to match his slow breaths.
Looking up, I sat on my back legs in surprise.
Huge, white flakes fell toward me.
One fell toward my face!
I leaped aside, batting at it.
MamaGrace crooned, “Rrruh!” That meant I was doing good acting!
The snowflakes fell soft and gentle.
I played.
I let one snowflake fall onto my tongue. Shiver.
I let one fall onto my blue eye. Blink, blink.
I let one fall onto my copper eye. Blink, blink.
I batted one down. Score!
I snapped at one just above my nose. I missed.
I scooped up snow with my front paws and rubbed my nose in it. Shiver.
Shiver.
Shiver.
“Cut,” called the Director. “Well done, Snow Angel.”
I love snow.
This was fun acting.