Fire-breathing dragon?

Or just my sister's cat, Idge? Sometimes it's hard to tell. Living here on the Island means that my social life mainly consists of three unemployed, furry creatures who have the time to keep me company. I am officially on my way to becoming the Crazy Cat Lady. The amusing thing about Idge is that she has captured the heart of our lovely metrosexual Sandman, who now moons about waiting for her to pop out of her lair (what we prosaic humans call the garage). Something about her tough biker-chic attitude apparently appeals to him. Go figure. Idge is here for a week and she already has a boyfriend. I live here my whole life, and well...we don't need to go there.