When I get cross, or scared, or grumpy, or excited, or moody, or bitey, or agitated, I make my tail all big and bushy. I look like a scary tiger. I also arch my back and walk sideways, like a really scary tiger. I chase the male human with my big bushy tail and my arched sideways-ness. He pretends to be scared. The humans don't respect my fearsomeness.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
I am bushy
When I get cross, or scared, or grumpy, or excited, or moody, or bitey, or agitated, I make my tail all big and bushy. I look like a scary tiger. I also arch my back and walk sideways, like a really scary tiger. I chase the male human with my big bushy tail and my arched sideways-ness. He pretends to be scared. The humans don't respect my fearsomeness.
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