Imagine opening up your closet door and there in the back of your closet is your lap dragon, sitting on a rudimentary hoard of six nickels and 17 pennies. "Graaaak!", it says, as it spreads its wings wide (span 2ft 3in). The threat display is made somewhat less terrifying by its head getting caught in the underside of a coat, causing it to flap around briefly
@mcc every house cat ever would like to discuss about this subtoot.