I know in my heart what I truly am...
I am not a Legeica....but....
The graceful...
The beautiful...
The mysterious...
The bow....
The Mobo.
While other Legeica run wild in the fields, while her brethren canter through the glade...
While hooves of her herd thunders across the arid wastes of the prairie... She prefers the life indoors.
Convinced in her mind that she is in fact a diminutive Mobo, and not a large equine beast of over a dozen hands, life presents interesting challenges for Euclase.
It is hard for her to use a scratching post when she simply knocks it over, and a sweet treat of tuna makes her a little ill, and she has yet to find a cat condo or a pet bed to fit her rather generous size. Somehow, she remains absolutely certain of her feline identity.
Euclase does exhibit many typical cat-like qualities: hours and hours of grooming and licking herself, chasing the ribbon tied to her tail, going after mice, yarn, and using a litter box.
Her genuine Mobo companions think she is quite deranged, but thankfully harmless. They do wish she'd allow them to escape however, as they get quite nervous in her company at times.
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