Do
you ever wonder what Snow Leopards do during the day? Well, they are
often called ‘ghost cats’ and they relish the sense of mystery their
environment has given them. They are not only beautiful but strong,
clever and brave. They go after what they want and they’re often
successful. However, one big question remains:
What
do they do during the holidays?
Wait
a second! Snow Leopards celebrate holidays? Do they
celebrate Christmas? Of course, they do and they’re always looking
for fun. Believe it or not, they enjoy Christmas trees, games and of
course, the holiday meal. Now, what about Santa Claus? Do
Snow Leopards believe in Santa Claus?
You’re
damned right they do! As a meow of fact, one named Sammy was actually
really excited to see Santa. He also thought it would be cool to
actually see the North Pole. Now, Sammy lived in Russia and wasn’t
paw-ticulary close to the North Pole, but he figured that would be coooool to
try to get to the North Pole. He wasn’t sure that if he could do it
but what the hell-
He
had nothing to lose, and it would be really cool to see that man in the red
suit! Besides that, how cool would it be to finally see the North
Pole? So, let the pawing begin. Sammy was heading north
for Christmas!
So,
he headed out along with two cubs named orphaned cubs named Timmy and
Terry. They weren’t Sammy’s cubs- he just happened to know that they
had been alone for along time and they needed some help. Besides,
the plan was once they got to the North Pole they were hoping to
stay. There was no way that they were going to make this long
journey again. So, they were off, ready, willing and looking for
adventure.
What
in the growl was going to happen next?
It
was hard to tell really, considering you never knew what you were going to run
into. The ironic thing was that about 100 miles into their journey
they ran into a Pallas’s Cat, who was unbelievably shocked to see them.
“Where
the fur are you Snow Leopards going?” the Pallas’s Cat asked
screwing up his face in that funny way that made them so irresistible to goofy
humans.
“We’re
going to see Santa!” Terry piped up with that cute, little grunt
sound. “We want to live at the North Pole!”
Now,
Sammy wasn’t too happy about the kid revealing plans to a Pallas’s Cat, who had
a reputation in the cat world of not being trustworthy but much to Sammy’s
surprise, he looked impressed.
“That’s
pawsome!” he announced. “Can I come with you
cats? I’d love to get out of here. I think the humans
want to mine the mountain.”
“Damn,”
Sammy answered while the cubs got all big-eyed. All wild cats in Asia knew that
mining had to be one of their main threats. “Yeah, pal you can
come.”
It turns out that the
Pallas’s Cat’s name was Mike and for supposedly a ‘grumpy cat’ he actually
seemed to be on the friendly side. He told tales of humans poaching
and how he managed to get a couple of his pals out of some traps. He
actually wished that they could run into a couple of them because they would
love to head to the North Pole too.
Sammy was starting to
feel really contented at this point. Snow was falling and the cubs
were keeping him, and Mike amused. After awhile, they paws-ed for
their respective snacks and then they resumed traveling. Finally,
Mike asked Sammy, “Do you know where we’re at?”
At this point the cubs
were hanging close and Mike seemed like he was closer too, out of
caution. “I can hear a lot of water,” Sammy said.
“We don’t have to go in
it, do we?” asked Terry.
He didn’t get a chance
to answer because a huge roar cut him off!
You can take a guess
what the huge roar did. It caused the small snow leopards and Mike
to jump on Sammy’s back. Needless to say that was no picnic for
Sammy who winced in pain bepaws Mike had claws from hell. “Get off
me!” he yowled.
As
he regrouped, little did he know that a tiger was within a hundred feet of
them. When Sammy noticed that he was so stunned that he fell back on
his butt. “Where in the hell did you come from?” he
asked.
The
tiger pawed up to them glaring at them. He was nose-to-nose with
Sammy. “Little out of range aren’t you, dude?”
Sammy,
who in his own right was ferocious and never usually afraid of anyone or
anything, felt himself kind of shaking. “I have every right to be
here.”
The
tiger just glared at them but after a minute he opened his mouth and let out
such another roar that it sent Mike and the cubs off Sammy’s back into the
fresh snow. In the meantime, Sammy was so surprised that he fell
back down on his butt.
Mike
was the one that said it first, “Holy FURRBALLS man!” he yelled at
the tiger. “I never knew you dude’s could roar that loud.”
Now,
who knows what was up with this dude but he was seething- foaming at the mouth
almost. This tiger was just flat-out pissed. The snow
leopard cubs, for some reason, got a spine and went up to him
carefully. “What’s the matter with you?” asked
Timmy. “Do you have a thorn in your paws?”
The
tiger stopped and looked down at the cubs in shock. “What did you
just say?” he asked.
“Do
you have a thorn in your paw?” asked Timmy. “You’re so
crabby.”
Suddenly,
the tiger started laughing and guess what?
He
couldn’t stop.
The kitties didn’t get
it. As a meow of fact, Mike had his face all screwed up in pure
disgust. “What in the fur is so funny?” he asked.
The tiger was rolling on
the floor, stopped and looked up at the cats. “I couldn’t help it,”
he replied. “That was one of the funniest things I ever heard.”
Meee-huh? If
you want whisker twitching- by meows you got it- along with some tail
swishing. What in the fur was up with this? Finally,
Sammy asked, “That was one of the funniest things you ever
heard?” he repeated.
“Definitely,” he
answered. “I haven’t had a good laugh in a long time.”
That had Timmy’s fur
up. “I asked you a question,” he mini-growled out. “It
wasn’t supposed to be funny.”
The tiger gave him a
head noogie with his tail. “Relax little dude. You
actually helped me out.”
Now Mike was interested,
“How?”
“It’s weird,” the tiger
answered, “after I ate a couple of days ago by this creek- I’ve been cranky
ever since. It’s like I was cursed or something.”
Sammy had a big
imagination, but he was somewhat skeptical of this. “Cursed?”
“That’s what I said,”
the tiger answered.
Mike said it and he
deserved a medal for it. “I don’t believe it.”
Everybody stared at him and
why wouldn’t they? You had a lot of fuzzy balls to take on a
tiger. Surprisingly though, this dude seemed really mellowed
out. “I guess you had to be there,” he said. “But trust
me it was really weird. I wouldn’t recommend going there.”
“Don’t worry,” Sammy
answered, “we won’t.”
Finally, it seemed to
sink into the tiger’s head that he was literally hanging out with 3 Snow
Leopards and a Pallas Cat. “Wait a second,” he said, “this is really
weird. What are you cats doing here anyway? You cats are
way too far north.”
“We’re going to see
Santa Claus,” Sammy said.
The tiger’s mouth
dropped. “Santa?” he asked.
“Yeah,” Mike
added. “We’re headed up there too and here’s hoping that all of us
can stay there. It is furry scary out here
anymore. Humans want to take over everything.”
The
tiger nodded. “Can’t argue with you there.”
Sammy,
who really wanted to get going, just automatically threw it out there. “Want to
come with us?”
The
tiger stared at Sammy intently. “You’re kidding.”
“Nope,”
answered Sammy. “I’m not kidding. You’re welcome to come
with us.”
The
tiger stood up and the tail was swishing with complete
enthusiasm. “That’d be great!” he
announced. “Let’s go!”
Timmy,
Terry and Mike were eyeing Sammy with some disgust. “Are you sure
this is a good idea?” asked Mike.
“Why
not?” asked Sammy, turning to look at him. “It’d be good
to have him around.” He turned to look for the tiger and his eyes
almost popped out of his head. “Holy furballs!!!!!!”
A
huge Amur Leopard was sitting right in front of them. Where in the
fur did he come from? The tiger though actually gave one of those
goofy big cat grins.
“Eddie!” he
growled happily. “What is going on? Where did you come
from?”
“I
heard you talking and saw that you were hanging with these dudes,” he answered,
eyeing up the other cats. “Where did you cats come
from?” he asked. “You guys are way out of your range.”
“We’re going to see
Santa Claus!” Terry exclaimed without any fear. Wow you
had to respect the cubs they had no fear.
Eddie
looked stunned but the other cats noticed that his tail was swishing with
interest. “Are you cats serious,” he looks at the
tiger. “Are you really going with them Dave?”
Dave? A
Siberian Tiger named Dave. Wait a meow-minute this was getting
funny. Dave and Eddie- like Van Halen. But what do big
cats know about Van Halen? This was all about Santa and Eddie seemed
purr-ty interested. “Can I come with you cats?” he asked
Dave.
Dave
nods towards Sammy. “Ask him, he’s in charge.”
At
this point every cat is looking at Sammy. Wow it was a weird
feeling, especially that Amur Leopard. His eyes were piercing and he
felt like squirming. How in the world did this happen? He
just wanted to paw up to Santa’s and chill. He didn’t think he’d be
hanging out with a Pallas’s Cat and an Amur Leopard and
tiger. “Hey,” he
answered, “I have no problem with you coming.” What was he going to
say? No, Mr. Amur Leopard, screw you- you can’t
come. Besides that what would Santa say anyway- if he told him that
he couldn’t come. There was also the idea that he didn’t want to get
his face sliced off.
The
Amur Leopard seemed really happy to hear this and the gang headed
off. It turns out that his name was Andy. He couldn’t
wait to see Santa, he informed them and it was a paws-itive relief to actually
run into all of them. He was tired of hiding from humans and it
would actually be good to get to a calm place like the North Pole and take a
nap.
Dave
felt the same way. It was really scary in this part of the
areas. Trees were being cut down constantly and there were the
poachers going around too. “I’ve been on the run for weeks,” he told
all of them. “I’m getting tired of it.”
Sammy, Mike and the
cubs just listened in awe and downright horror. Poachers were their
biggest fear. “We lost our Mommy to a poacher,” Timmy said.
The
big cats looked at the cubs sadly. How freaking low is that
though? Shooting a new mom? Sammy felt especially bad
considering he knew the cubs were around for a long time. “I’m
really sorry to hear that,” Sammy said after a couple of
minutes. “That stinks.”
There
casual conversation and pawing around was soon cut off by a strong wind!
I
know what you’re thinking. Strong
wind? Who cares? They should be used to weather like this
right? Sure they were used to it but
meeee-wow this was a strong wind and if you want proof- it ended up carrying
Timmy and Terry away. That is no joke-
they ended up getting sucked into a whirlwind of snow and disappeared within 3
seconds. The other big cats were in scurrying
mode. Mike was the first one to find
shelter and the other big cats were lost in the snow too. As for Sammy, he started running….
…and running…
…and running…
How
can a Snow Leopard run so fast, so hard in such a whirlwind of snow? Well, the sturdy legs and the big tail
helped. The big tail was like a rudder,
you see. You also have to consider that
he wanted to find Timmy and Terry. Sammy
was a Snow Leopard with a big heart- the idea that they were lost in the snow
broke his heart. However, Sammy had one
problem…
He
had not idea where he was or even if he was heading north. As a matter of fact, he was really starting
to wonder if trying to find Santa Claus was even a good idea. There was good news though-
The
strong snow/wind storm stopped all of a sudden.
Sammy couldn’t believe it. It
seemed like he actually outran the storm!
He took a seat to assess his situation.
It didn’t take that long for the tiger
to pop-up into Sammy’s view. Sammy was
kind of hesitant, he didn’t know whether or not that was the same dude from
before but the tiger yowled out, “Hey Snowy Leopard!”
Sammy found himself pawing to the
dude, just out of pure curiosity. “Are
you alright man?” he asked. “That was some storm!”
“You’re not kidding!” the tiger growled. “How ‘bout you? Are you okay?”
“I’m fine, I’m fine,” Sammy
answered. “Do you have any idea where
we’re at? Are we in your territory?”
The tiger looked genuinely
concerned. “Wow,” he answered. “I have no idea where we are. This territory is really weird looking.”
Before Sammy could answer, he heard a
rumble in from the north. The land
seemed to be shaking. “Holy
growls!” he heard the tiger yowl. “We’re in camel territory!”
The
tiger wasn’t kidding. They were in camel
territory and reindeer territory too!
Meee-huh? What does that mean? When you think camels with 2 humps the first
thing that comes to mind is Mongolia, right?
So, when the tiger growled about camel territory you had to think about
you automatically thought Mongolia. But
here it turns out that storm blew the cats up towards the North Pole.
How
growly cool is that?
But
who in the meow knew that camels were at the North Pole? Well, it was indeed a little known fact that
Santa had alll kinds of animals living at North Pole City. Santa was, of course, DA MAN and he was
always guaranteed to take care of any nice animal that needed a safe place to
live. How do camels and reindeer get
along? Who knows? It was just one of
those things that defied explanation. It
was actually a rare thing to see the group together, usually they didn’t appear
to too many people or animals.
The
reindeer and camels were surprised to see the cats, they all stopped at the
same time. “What are you cats doing
here?” asked the lead reindeer.
“We’re
came to see Santa,” Sammy said.
“That’s
great,” one of the camels said.
“Are
you 2 with those little cubs and that leopard?”
the lead reindeer asked.
“So,
they’re up here?” Sammy asked. “That’s great! What about Mike?”
“Is
that the fuzzy cat?” one of the camels
asked.
“I’ll
tell you what,” the lead reindeer said, “just follow us and we’ll be there in
no time.”
So,
what happened? It’s been a couple of
days and I know you’re curious so let me meow out to you what went on…
Sammy
and the tiger somehow followed the reindeer and the camels to the North Pole
and what they found was purr-fectly surprised.
There were all kinds of animals there, especially cats and everybody
seemed to be getting along. Here Santa
had his own wildlife refuge where anyone was welcomed if they needed some help. Surprisingly, Santa had no problem with Sammy
and his tiger pal moving to the refuge and, it was confirmed, they found the
cubs, the Amur Leopard and the Pallas’s Cat.
It
was all too good to be true.
Now,
how did the leopard, the cubs and Mike the Pallas’s Cat manage to make it to
the North Pole? Well, it seemed like
they managed to be blown up there throughout that big storm. None of them remembered what happened but it
didn’t matter bepaws they had the most important thing ever-
Safety.
The
cats were paws-itively thrilled to know that no matter what, they were
safe. There was nothing to worry about
anymore bepaws all of them were in the land of Santa Claus and no matter what,
he was always going to make sure that they survived.
So,
anytime you hear about an animal from that part of the world disappearing- just
remember- many are safe- safe with Santa Claus!
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