The February chill has ushered in the use of the Fur Hat. Today, a parade of rare and beautiful specimens in varying stages of bushy-ness came riding into our shop, mostly on the heads of elderly white-haired gentlemen. They perched regally over spectacles and moved deliberately through the aisles. The rarest sighting was actually not a hat, but a cap, completing the attire of a cute old man that just made me smile with his deep wrinkles and hunched posture. I had to stop mid-sentence to observe him walk past, looking this way and that, wherever that cap wanted to go.
So just make sure that this February chill doesn't keep you indoors, missing the prime season for catching glimpses of the Fur Hat. Go turn a few corners before this rare breed hides from March's rising temperatures and hibernates until the next arctic winter sets in. Caution: if proximity to a Fur Hat makes you fearful, beware of coming into close contact with one in very cold weather, and especially beware of trying to put one on in sub-zero temperatures. Chances are, you won't get him off!
So just make sure that this February chill doesn't keep you indoors, missing the prime season for catching glimpses of the Fur Hat. Go turn a few corners before this rare breed hides from March's rising temperatures and hibernates until the next arctic winter sets in. Caution: if proximity to a Fur Hat makes you fearful, beware of coming into close contact with one in very cold weather, and especially beware of trying to put one on in sub-zero temperatures. Chances are, you won't get him off!
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