Maybe I am more...

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Fear inducing and terrifying than I thought.  I wouldn't know so much with people, more directly and right about now, but I do have cats.  And they fear me something awful, if what just happened is any indication.  For some reason, when poppo is sitting on the facility, they... gather.  I am not European, I do not sit like a woman unless I have no other choice.  I yell at my cats from time to time, needing my privacy and such.  I became distracted for a bit, my "smart phone" comes in handy in there since news isn't worth reading and I can't really concentrate for longer more interesting truthful tracts, like science fiction, or even history or such when I can find the good dope in those areas.  Anyway, after terrifying my cats a couple of times, for encroachment, then going back to my gaming, a little time passed, and I felt something on my ear.  A gnat maybe?  It was my eldest cat!  She was watching me game, over my shoulder!  She had climbed up on poppo.  I'm going to get a bad name with the ogre society if this ever gets out.  I yelled at her and she just... looked me in the eye as if to say, "What's your problem?", and finally relented and got down.  Bah!

Then again, most people do view me as rather... forgiving, even nice.  And, for most people, that is exactly true.  The ones who mean trouble, however, know exactly what I am.  They generally take their trouble elsewhere.  Even if they knew I had a thousand bucks in my pocket, that isn't worth dying over.  Yeah, I see it on the streets when I go to big cities.  They know.  That is why my former neighbors, the good ones, in Iowa, hated to see me go.  The local natives knew the score, so do decent folk.  Although women are more like cats, in dealing with me.  And, for my part, that's the way I keep it, if I do make them get off my back, when I notice.  Ha!  Some ogre I turned out to be.