I heard a guy on the radio the other day say we men, or mencats, still haven't gotten in touch with our feminine side and need to do so.
Just in case nobody's noticed, I can be sensitive and sweet-tempered.
I even recite poetry:
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Pigeons are tasty
Especially in stew.
There are those who say my life is a bed of roses
I even like lace on occasion
Not to mention a soft pillow with ruffles
Not all of us bench press. I like the smell of cologne. I knew one ladycat who really liked my eau de fur and would curl up in my spot when I walked away.
The question remains. Do I have a feminine side? Well, let's put it this way: when you snooze through life, you can never have too much lace.