I forgot to write it in, but today while brushing Sophie i remembered it.
When i brush the Soffer monster and she's sitting up all pretty as can be, i have a vision that we're cruising down the Nile at a nice easy clip, and Soffers is plumped up on a rich exotic cushion and wearing a litte kitty headdress that she'd pull off her head and bat around.
Me, her vassal, her devoted servant brushes her and attends to her whims and wishes. Would you like the cricket or lizard-flavored treats, my Mistress?
I'm bored, petty servant. Kill something and bring it to me to sniff.
Whatever you say, my Mistress, you who are most wise and perpetually distracted by things on strings. Now let's go down to Babustis and party our asses off!