I might have been birds do indeed rock! And thankfully, I'm not
Wollombi allergic to them, although there's a that my hyperactive immune system could make me allergic to them at any time. I have to add that it is a difficult stereotype, though, and one I struggle quite a bit with with family and friends. Lots of people think I hate cats and I totally don't! When I was a kid, I had a cat *that I wasn't allergic to* (after several trips to the emergency room and my parents kicking my sweet 9-week-old kitten outside full-time to the cold, New England. (My father wanted to euthanize her/take her to the pound, but thankfully my mom, sister, and I prevailed.) I was the one who let her back in the house when I could sneak her in, and somehow her fur became raccoon-like and I was able to sleep with her every night for years after a "introduction" program. I have to document that someday, to help some other poor pet-lover who is desperate to on their pet), and I've adopted (and subsequently rehomed) two others that broke my heart because I wanted to share my life with kittehs so bad but could no longer breathe in my apartment (I blame California weather for not turning their hair into raccoon-hair). I wanted to be a veterinarian because of my of the furred folk, and when I worked in a vet hospital (because I'm an idiot that refuses to take no for an answer), I wore a face mask for a year, and suffered every day with albuterol/epinephrine overdosing. Believe me, the physical reaction I have to furred things (except rabbits; I'm not allergic to them!) has ***nothing*** to do with hatred, and everything to do with a quirky god who saw fit to make the kid who loves not be able to touch them. Thanks for letting me vent! Clearly, it's all pent-up! people should have boundaries to prevent things from going too far but when men and woman get too close those boundaries become very blurry in too cases. I'll tell you what, when a is exposed to the pheromones of a woman and the other sweet or alluring scents she consciously apply, the intimate tones of her relaxed voice, the one which isn't used with everyone, the in her eye when she speaks of things which make her passionately happy or excited, and when he is consciously brought into the inner circle of her trust by being treated as a confidant it is very intoxicating and stimulating of subconscious territorial urges and behavior in the typical male. It's the animal in all of us.