Part Feline

If you believe in reincarnation then I believe that I was a cat in a past life. I have a powerful switch, I can be so ferociously angry, or sad, or upset and if you just rake your fingers through my hair any angry tense thought shuffles through the fingers and onto the floor. It is a tactic used by my closest loved ones to get me to calm the hell down. I really would be ok being a cat. I would just follow around my human like a honeybee begging to be constantly pet. Unfortunately when I get angry I can’t just have someone play with my hair, that would be awkward.
Because of this affliction one of my most favourite things to do is get my hair cut. I probably go more often then I need to just because I love to be pampered by my hair stylist. I even kick her a couple extra dollars to get a full scalp massage.

The only ones that really get away with calming me down with this tactic is my father, Ms. Dancer and now Mr. Rogue has the power. They get bored rubbing me all the time, I wish I could just pay someone to come and play with my hair all day.