Almost Forgot To Blog This

The exotics vs the domestics - based on appearances only, I can easily imagine Banshee and Angel moving through wilderness landscapes, hunting - dark, mysterious, powerful... The others, um, no. Perched on pillows or blankies or books, yes, eating out of antique saucers, yes, but the gaudy little things clearly belong in civilization (or what currently passes for it). And so this afternoon when Petunnia and Angel were both in the bedroom with me, I mentioned this. Angel was like, Cool, but 'Toonya was definitely offended. As she glared at me, I clearly heard, Tyger! Tyger! Burning bright, and I was like, Yep, TigerGirl, I stand corrected...