And on the generalisation of their personalities as a breed; 'Companionable, intelligent and mischievous .... They want to be involved in whatever you are involved in, no matter how inappropriate that may be .... hugely people oriented, and will adore curling up on your lap, or around your shoulders, to quietly supervise you as you read or cook'
Or another as 'A typical Devon rex personality is very people-oriented—they usually always want to be in your space, seeking out their person's attention and affection .... the type of cats that will come to the door to greet you, follow you around the house, meow back to you when you ask them a question, sleep curled up with you, and ride on your shoulder like a parrot .... This is not a cat to leave unsupervised for long as they can be destructive if bored or lonely.'
Salute, my sweet Myco!
Oh, you darling creature! Me, the Devon Rex? How exotic and sleek.
And incidentally, bang on the money to be honest.
There was a long time there where these character traits were absolutely and utterly divorced from my present personality. I wanted to be left entirely alone in the soil and solitude to contemplate the miserable lot of my filthy existence, until the will to rise and do anything was eventually drowned from me completely.
Oh, but that was a long, long time ago, and I no longer subscribe to that spiralling school of thought. Perhaps it is my maker Marius' positive influence on me. The will to endure, explore, integrate and adventure. I'm hungry in this present season.
Not alone for blood, but for experience, communication, and connection. I want people around me. I want to be surrounded by everyone, everything and all at once. I want this life to drown me. Elevate me to new heights, teach me things I never knew.
I'm ravenous for it.
I want more and more and more.
Nothing can touch me, nothing and no one can stop me.
So yes, like this elegant cat, I'm all up in everyone's business. I'm right in your DMs, catching up on all the goss I missed out on from the moment I went to bed.
What is this new thing? This new trend? What does it do? How do you use it?
Is it animal, vegetable, or mineral? Solid, liquid or gas? Can I touch it? Can I taste, see, smell or hear it? And can it move me? Does it strike me in the heart and the centre of my third eye?
Will it haunt me, possess me, capture and seduce me?
What are you doing right now? What are you wearing, reading, learning, listening to? Are you cooking? Teach me how. I want to do it to if you are.
Is this thing important to you? Tell me why and how you came by it. What is it worth? Can I have one too?
Don't be shy, touch me. I like it when you do.
I like it better when you whisper words of endearment and challenge me. I like it when we kiss with only our minds, perhaps even more so than merely our lips.
Oh? You like me? You want to seduce me? Touch me, kiss me, fuck me? Good, I want to as well. Yes, I want to with you.
I like it better when we're naked with each other.
Mind, body, blood and soul.
Connect with me.
I want to be your personal Jesus.
Reach out and touch me.
I am the vampire Armand.
I'm your
