Many years ago, when I was a kitten in kollege everything seemed so big, seriously everything seemed huge! Once I'd realised it was a ginormous wurld out there and I let my natural kitty-curiosity run wild I discovered that there were many things I would love to learn, and being a rather eager little kitty I made it my mission to go to as many classes and lectures as pawsible.
As my Great Uncle Arthur told me on numerous occasions; 'Mew can neffur have enough strings on your tail young Basil!' So I took this great advice on-board and spent many extra hours in the library learning all that I could. The Kitten Kollege curriculum was as long as it was broad, and a few of my favourite classes included; Mouse Hunt, Catch the Pigeon and The Cream Connoisseur.
I was purrticulary fascinated with how to open that foil pack in complete stealth-mode and soon mastered the techniques to ace the class, and while I was delighted with my A+ report card, sadly I flunked the Cat-Flap Etiquette Course due to my abject refusal to squish my whiskers [well they are magnificent] whilst traversing the tiny portal.
As we all know we should look aftur our whiskers, just like WHISKAS® looks aftur us, purrfectly!