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<title>Moscow Cats Theatre RSS Feed</title><link>http://www.moscowcatstheatre.com/index.html</link><description>Hot News&#x21;</description><dc:language>en</dc:language><dc:creator>kaminsky@mail.nih.gov</dc:creator><dc:rights>Copyright 2007</dc:rights><dc:date>2007-05-23T08:43:25-04:00</dc:date><admin:generatorAgent rdf:resource="http://www.realmacsoftware.com/" />
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<lastBuildDate>Mon, 28 May 2007 10:58:58 -0400</lastBuildDate><item><title>&#x22;Felines at the Opera House are the cats&#x2019; meow&#x22; Napa Valley Register</title><dc:creator>kaminsky@mail.nih.gov</dc:creator><dc:subject>News</dc:subject><dc:date>2007-05-23T08:43:25-04:00</dc:date><link>http://www.moscowcatstheatre.com/news/index_files/081e27a1d03adfd5755bdc3cfaa6b2c3-1.html#unique-entry-id-1</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.moscowcatstheatre.com/news/index_files/081e27a1d03adfd5755bdc3cfaa6b2c3-1.html#unique-entry-id-1</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[The cats so absorbed us with their actions that their clown handlers were reduced to second bananas; those felines drove toy automobiles, walked horizontal bars, rightside up and upside down, and to top it off managed to seemingly fly up a long pole pointed toward the theater&rsquo;s roof and work there way down as easy as a &ldquo;piece of cake.&rdquo;  One highlight of this fast-paced show was the sphynx cat tapping a light bulb on as a clown slept dreaming about the ballerina all in white.  Every time the clown began sleeping the cat would paw and the light bulb would go on. So the clown, roused from sleep finally unscrewed the bulb &mdash; and the kids in the audience loved it when the cat pawed the bulb now on the floor and the darn thing lit up again  The hour seemed to fly by as up-tempo music filled the theater, and cats were everywhere, never missing a cue.  Before the show ended, three gentlemen and eight youngsters from the audience became a part of the show, whirling dishes assisted by clowns, and the audience loved it.  After the show, &ldquo;my time&rdquo; began as I talked to some of the children who had just seen what I saw.  Adrian Miller, 11, from Felton in the Santa Cruz mountains had traveled a long distance to see the show with his mom, Terrilynn Bench, and his Napa grandma, Joyce Bench....  Adrian&rsquo;s grandma Joyce Bench reminded me of a scene five or six years ago when Adrian and my grandson Robbie played with toy trains together at the Loose Caboose in Napa.  Natalie Pegano, a l0-year-old, was fascinated by the cats doing those climbing, balancing and jumping arobatics and her mom, Annie Cassidy from Sonoma, agreed.  Then along came Grace Turner, 7, of Sonoma and her brother Jack, all of 4.]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>&#x22;It is an astounding scene&#x22; San Francisco Bay Times</title><dc:creator>kaminsky@mail.nih.gov</dc:creator><dc:subject>News</dc:subject><dc:date>2007-05-12T21:01:40-04:00</dc:date><link>http://www.moscowcatstheatre.com/news/index_files/dbb8e8ff110563c2cc59fed5f4d2dabb-0.html#unique-entry-id-0</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.moscowcatstheatre.com/news/index_files/dbb8e8ff110563c2cc59fed5f4d2dabb-0.html#unique-entry-id-0</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[A fluffy black-and-white runs across the stage from one wing to the other, then back again and again, with the help of a very astute follow-spot operator, and no doubt with the encouragement of some back stage personnel.  A Sphynx cat, a type with an elongated body and head and very short, suede-like fur, comes on from stage left, stops in the spotlight, looks at the audience, then leaves.

...The sparkly Mylar curtain parted to reveal a Paris atelier where a clown sat down to eat, but a cat kept jumping on the table, not an uncommon occurrence.]]></content:encoded></item></channel>
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