Scared and excited

I know.

It doesn’t go away in spite of annoying interferences.

I want you, I have no idea what I would do with you, but I want you just the same.

The kind of pet that might bite. I would promise to handle you with care and watch for the teeth. You scare the heck out of me sometimes, but I sure like it.

Maybe with a lot of gentle loving you won’t be quite so scary, on the other hand you might eat me.

I never was very good at self preservation. I am drawn to what scares me.

Love every second of it.