All of the kids in my family have a totem animal, the animal that nearly without fail is our favorite animal. The one that is vastly superior to all other animals, simply because it is ours. Mine, obviously, is the tiger. Biggest cat, best attitude. Bigfoot has a lion- eh, okay. Not bad, but not quite the 'king of the beasts'. Eeyore has a wolf, again, fairly cool. Her Majesty's totem is a polar bear, and the Candy Gremlin has a lynx.
How did our totems come to be? When we were born, our father, who has yet to be given an awesome codename, went looking for them. He picked out a stuffed animal that he felt stood for us, and we have loved them ever since. I have about 30 tiger stuffed animals (don't mock me, it's awesome) and I'm still collecting them. Incidentally, my first tiger (so I've been told, if this is wrong blame my dad) is actually a character from one of the world's greatest movies. The cat's name? Rajah. The movie? Disney's "Aladdin". Since then, I've owned: General Tiger, Super Tiger, Leapy, Pouncer, Shere Kahn, Stripey, Daniel, Johnathan, Jake, Jake II, Jake III, Jake IV (I think. Ever since reading Animorphs I've wanted to be Jake) Crouchy, and a few dozen other tigers. I will show them to anyone who asks and has lots of free time on their hands, if they promise not to judge me. Most of the tigers were given their names when I was about seven, so the names aren't very intellectually stimulating.
This post is dedicate to Stripey- may he rest in peace.
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