Signs Your Cat Is Secretly Mad at You

"I wonder just what he'd do if he were really crossed. He doesn't appear to have a temper. 
Cats usually don't until they're pushed too far just that one time, and then they're deadly." 

All the Possibilities

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By Paulo rsmenezes - Own work, CC BY-SA 3.0, 

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15 Signs Your Cat Is Secretly Mad at You

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Nijinsky growled.

"Since I'm the first up," she said, casting the cat a rueful glance, "I'll have the shower first." 
She arched her brows at Nick. "You can make the coffee." As she darted into the bath, 
she called over her shoulder, 
"Don't forget to feed the cat."

Dance of Dreams

Ballerina Irina Dvorovenko: ‘All Artists Are Very Vulnerable’

 

“All ballet dancers, all artists, are very vulnerable,” Dvorovenko said. “There are so many insecurities because it’s a huge responsibility and you’re dealing with discipline, routine and pain. From an early age, you have to learn how to control yourself. And have tremendous inner strength.”

 

“The ballet world is pretty hidden,” Dvorovenko continued. 

 “We dedicate our life to it. The audience sees beauty, grace, glamour, lightness, passion. Behind the curtain it’s a very difficult routine and strict discipline.”

YAHOO!

lost in motion

He should have been undistinguished in the plain gray jogging suit, but he wasn't. 

Ruth, despite her youth,recognized that certain men could never be ordinary. 

Some drew notice without effort. 

It was more than
his face and physique, it was his aura.

Reflections

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Guillaume Côté is a man able to fly. This dancer born in Lac-Saint-Jean, Quebec attended the National Ballet School of Canada and thirteen years ago joined the company. His technique and ability to communicate on stage are such that it is able to leave the viewer breathless.

Earlier this year, the National Ballet of Canada chose Côté as the star of a video clip to promote the dance company in the world and especially in the World Wide Web.

 

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Nikolai Davidov's leaps were like no one else's. He would spring as if propelled, then pause and hang
impossibly suspended before descending. His body was as fluid as a waterfall, as taut as a bow string.
He had only to command it. And there was more, Ruth knew, just as mesmerized by him as she had
been the first time she'd seen him perform; there was his precision timing, his strength and endurance.
And he could act—an essential part of ballet. His face was as expressive as his body.

Dance of Dreams