no, not by me. by my baby, kyra. the cute little tiger cub on d left? of course, by now, kyra believes she's a little kitty. and she's not going to grow up into a man-eater! rather, she's not going to grow up. EVER! it's like neverland for her! she's also as docile as a kittie. she even plays with rope & wool!
so... my well-behaved darling thought she needed to make friends. she thought that like rayshma, *whom she has now adopted as her own pet* she also should "surf" - strange word, that - and find like-programmed pals. virtual friends, as they say.
thus it was, that she came across buddy, the dawg. he seemed nice. he seemed friendly. after all, his name was "buddy", duh! also, he was mrids' pal. so kyra cud frolic with buddy while rayshma & mrids bitched about everything under the sun. perfect situation?
kyra approached buddy y'day. feeling extremely shy - for she had never interacted with dawgs *or men*, she extended a paw, smiled her adorable smile, even wagged her tail like a dawg and sed "friends?"
that's where the proverbial kahaani-mein-twist made an appearance.
buddy did a double-take.. and sed "course not! i'm scared of u!" and whimpered back into mrids' lap! *scaredy little thing!*
poor little kyra took back her paw - for a minute, she thought of showing him her sharp, retractable claws, but then realized it would only worsen the matter - hung her head down, smile wiped out... and came back to me. sulking.
it's sad to see her like that. but my little tigress doesn't need friends who don't appreciate her. she could do well to stay away from specie-ists *that's d equivalent of racist in her world* like buddy the dawg!
but as of now, she's just a little heart-broken by the sheer insensitivity of buddy. she'll be fine. i'll make sure. but in protest, i hereby declare, that i shall not throw ANY bones at buddy. hmph!
p.s.: does rambo still go on his expeditions, preethi?