Hot Wussywat the Clumsy Cat

Wossat?

Hello.

-Oops.

-Hey.

-Sorry, Ortus.

Hey, Duckadile.

Oops. Hi, Ird.

Whoops. Oof.

Hello.

It's a bright, sunny day in the garden.

You'll never catch me, Duckadile.

Oh, yes, I will, Wussywat.

Isn't it a bit hot for running about today, you two?

No, it's never too hot for chasing Wussywat.

Never, ever, ever, never.

Oh, I can't do any more running.

I'm too sweaty.

Ooh, wossat?

That's sweat, Wussywat.

It's what happens when you get too hot.

Phwoar, maybe it is too hot for running about after all.

-Phew.

-I know what'll cool me down. Ha!

I'm nice and cool now, Wussywat. Heh-heh.

Oh, I wish I was nice and cool, too.

I'm all hot and bothered.

How do Wussywats keep cool on a hot summer's day, I wonder?

If running forwards made me hot,

maybe running backwards will cool me down.

Careful. I'm not sure that's going to work.

Running backwards can be rather...

-tricky.

-Whoa!

Watch out, Ortus.

What? Wussywat.

You are a clumsy cat.

Sorry, Ortus.

I was just running backwards, trying to cool down.

But Wussywat, running around in the heat will only make you hotter.

How can I cool down, then, Ortus?

Have you tried standing very, very still?

That sounds like a good idea, Ortus.

-Why don't you give it a try, Wussywat?

-OK.

I'll be as still as a still statue.

Is it working, Wussywat?

No. I still feel hot and it's really not much fun at all.

Ird's got the right idea, Wussywat.

She looks cool as a cucumber.

Oh, just have a flap like me, Wussywat.

Cor. That looks good, Ird.

-Ooh, not quite, Wussywat. It's more like this.

-Oh.

I don't feel cool as a cum-cumber at all, Ird.

I've got just the thing to cool you down, Wussywat.

Oh, you've done it now, Duckadile. Not helpful at all.

Meow.

I don't want to be wet to stay cool.

But Wussywat, squirting is the best way to keep cool. Ha-ha.

Ha-ha. I love squirting. Ha-ha.

It's too hot for all this kerfuffle.

What's it like in there, Ortus?

It's, erm, nice and cool.

Oh, I wish I had somewhere nice and cool to go like Ortus's shell.

Duckadile, do you think I can fit in that flowerpot?

Yeah, course you will, Wussywat. In you get.

Where's Wussywat gone?

Oh, there he is

with his very own shell.

It's not very comfy.

I think I might be a little bit stuck.

You just need to wriggle a bit.

It's easy. Look. Ha-ha.

Whoa. I can't stop.

Watch out for the sandpit, Wussywat.

Don't worry, Wussywat. I'll get you out.

Whoa.

Oh, I'm going to be hot for ever and ever.

Come on, Wussywat.

I'm sure there's something else you can try.

Oh, I know.

What is it, Wussywat?

This leaf is just right for flapping like Ird's wings.

Look.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. Ah.

Nice and cool at last.

Hee, hee, hee.

Oh, that's what I call good flapping, Wussywat.

Yes, well done, Wussywat.

Now everyone can be nice and cool,

and you've even found a bit of shade, too.

Ah.

You are a clever cat.

Hah.

Bye-bye.