Howlite has a dirty underwear fetish. At first I found it so creepy that she would raid my laundry and steal my underwear and rub her face all over it and then fall asleep. Now it’s just one of those things I’ve gotten used to. I’m very glad she has something that makes her happy.
Anisa prefers paper. She loves paper. Loose paper, notebook paper, cardboardy paper, thin paper, paper bags, envelopes. Any of it. All of it. She gnaws and rubs and rips to little, joyful, shreds. I’m glad she’s happy, too.