It's great to be amongst all you homecoming queens! How cool is that? According to my new feline identity I was either captain of my high school swim team or student-body president.
Well, my high school was the smallest such institution in the city of Miami and we didn't have a swim team. I did
, however, "start" for our school's first-ever soccer team. I can't remember who the captain was, but I'm pretty sure it wasn't me.
As for student-body president . . . I was speechless in high school (except in speech class) and never so much as entertained the thought of standing for political office â€” not that there's anything political for student-body officers to actually do
once they're elected.
Nevertheless, I do like being a Bengal cat! I feel closer to our tiger friends now. On weekends during the 1980s, I worked with the senior feline keeper at what was then called the Washington Park Zoo. One of the inmates was a Siberian tiger named Nuri.
Nuri was an older guy and he was also quite friendly. When the keepers weren't looking I'd pet him, just a little. In response he'd rub the side of his face against the bars of his indoor home â€” as opposed to his outdoor (exhibit) home â€” and he'd make that noise big cats make in place of purring, which (except for cheetahs) they can't do.