New fic idea I will probs never pick up: A pollicle being raised by the Jellicles. any elaboration?
The Rum Tum Tugger Tugger hates dogs. He has, on the occasion, had to rescue a kitten from a pack of young idiot dogs who don't realise (or maybe do) just where this pattern of escalating harassment and nipping and shaking and tossing the small furry thing will end.
So it's just natural one day for him to charge in when he sees that happening again. (He isn't much of a fighter really, but he can make a very convincing display of Terrifying Enormous Pissed-Off Fury, and most dogs don't hang around when they see him rushing straight at their faces while yowling horribly. And his mane deflects almost all teeth.)
He's a bit embarrassed to find out that, this time, the small furry bundle is actually canine. He's so embarrassed, in fact - and so protective of his sudden weird-smelling clumsy new baby - that he pretends for DAYS not to know, and curls up around it and growls whenever any other cat comes near.
(Munkustrap: Tugger. I'm not going to try to take it away or hurt it but. You're going to have to face it sooner or later. That is NOT a cat.)
(Tugger: NEVER TALK TO ME AND MY TINY FLUFFY SON AGAIN.)
(for bonus points, George is the dog. He tries his hardest to act like a cat but doesn't always manage, which is why his face always looks like :D and he is a bit clumsy and shy, and also tries to copy Tugger all the time.)
(Tugger: HE IS MY SON AND I WILL LOVE HIM AND CHERISH HIM AND CALL HIM GEORGE fight me)
(Pouncival, probably: ok boomer)