What odd humanoid contrivance is this? This odd, sinister, floating presence has hijacked it's way into my living space. And it has a tail...a tail that teases me with every waft of the breeze. I want to bite it. I do not want it to touch me, though, for it is strange and makes a crinkly noise. Do not think for one moment that I am scared of the floating thing. I am big and strong and never afraid. I simply do not like it to touch me. It is weird, like the idiot. And I do not like him to touch me either. He wants to come touch the tail of the floating thing, but it is mine. I give him a good glare and he slinks away. Coward. He is not brave like me. The floating thing is moving again! It's touching me! I think that I have had enough of this crinkling, wafting menace. I'm going to go in the other room. Fast. Stupid floating humanoid weirdness.