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Heat wave

Mooris the cat was hot because it was hot where he lived.  He had nowhere to shelter because outside it was hot but inside it was hot too.

He even ventured to take a cold bath, but cold water was hot too.
He decided to buy an ice-cream, but it melted at the touch of his tongue.

-Is there anything I can do? - he wondered, and then Mooris remembered one of his travels.
He came out to find an Indian hat in one of his treasures and he tried to perform a rain dance. Mooris danced and danced, singing aloud and playing some instruments.
Then he stood and looked hopefully at the sky, but the sun was still blazing up there.

-I've nothing left to do, but I'm not too bad where I am - Thought Mooris the cat, smiling and sipping his iced tea, because he had decided to move to the fridge with his scarf.
Text by Daniel Carvajal.