Here is another one of Gracie's toys. I don't even know where this originally came from any more, but she loves it. She loves it so much that I almost couldn't take pictures of it because she kept stealing it. She loves it so much that she got mad at me for trying to keep her from it for just a moment. She even hissed at me. She never hisses at me.
And her love is very apparent in the way its face is deformed, its ears are misshapen, and its seams are coming apart. She is loving this toy to death.
I am a teacher, grad student, writer, voracious reader, photographer, singer, feminist, and thriftstore fashionista. In no particular order.
I am Squirlaraptor. This name was originally created for my kitty to reflect her squirrel-like fur and her raptor attack skills and has recently been adopted by me to reflect my own curious nature and tendency to hoard as well as my (sometime) fierceness and my love of the hunt (at least, in terms of shopping and research--not so much in terms of killing and maiming, vegetarian that I am).