life. a confusing sort of beastie.
at its best, it purrs, lets you feed it scraps, rubs itself against you, and sleeps at your feet when you're feeling blue.
at its worst, it bites and scratches and gives you rabies.
still, it's your damn beastie, and it keeps things somewhat interesting, so what're you gonna do? walk it, feed it, try to comb out the tangles from its fur, make sure it gets plenty of exercise and clean water. you know: life.