A concert violinist gives a band of alley cats a command performance — but is there more to this virtuoso than meets the eye? Find out in the charming cartoon Fantasia dei Gatti, found by Thérèse B.
I don’t think I’ve moved in over an hour! What’s the holdup?
Rush hour is the worst, Elizabeth G.
“So they just let you come here whenever you want and take stuff? Seriously? You must be a really important human, like assistant boss of all the humans or something!”
It’s Zira the Corgi, found by Paul P.
My humans, they are so cruel to me. They know I like the cake, and yet they will not let me have the cake. “If you eat the cake you will be fat,” they say. But I do not care. Every day I beg for the cake. When they are away I take the cake. One day they say “very well, you may have the cake.” And then they bring me the cake.
But it is an evil cake. The cake, it looks just like me and is full of voodoo magic so that when I bite the cake I am biting myself, and if I eat the cake I will be gone. So I cannot eat the cake. You cannot eat the cake. Not even the ears, I need those. I must guard the cake with my life. Forever. I hate the cake. This was a mistake.