Do you mean bear as in biologically attached or bear as in bring one, cause we could probably find one for her to bring.

Hm. Well... no. Attached, original equipment, mileage not important as long as it runs good.

I have a biological clock that wants kittens. It's disturbing.

Moar kittehs! I have to bite my knuckles sometimes not to bring more felines home. What is this disturbing need for cats?

At least my biological clock understands there's still plenty of time to become a crazy old cat guy.

Oh, and did I mention the weird bit where when I dream about having babies, it's inevitably a sweet-faced pink-cheeked Caucasian baby? Blue eyed, blond, the whole bit. Uh, sorry conditioned responses to racial norms, but nothing coming out of you is going to be blond!

Mine wants more dogs.

Mine, too. But two is enough until I own my own house.

Oh, I don't know Liese. I had a coworker in Spain whose dad was Japanese (and short) and mother was German (and six foot). She was the cutest little blonde-haired, blue-eyed, pink-cheeked Kewpie doll you ever saw. And then her brothers were all six-footers with black hair and brown eyes. And it pissed her off, mainly because she got her moms looks, but not the height. Of course, I don't think I've seen your DH, so it probably wouldn't happen to you, but don't think it couldn't happen!

Oh, and did I mention the weird bit where when I dream about having babies, it's inevitably a sweet-faced pink-cheeked Caucasian baby? Blue eyed, blond, the whole bit. Uh, sorry conditioned responses to racial norms, but nothing coming out of you is going to be blond!

But...doesn't everyone want to birth a Hummel? (Statues! Statues in new places!)

I have to bite my knuckles sometimes not to bring more felines home. What is this disturbing need for cats?

They're cute and fuzzy and snuggly and will use a litter box and they don't draw on the walls. Throw up in your shoes or pee on your leg sometimes, but so do babies.

Well, I do have a brother, Zenkitty, but I kind of feel like I couldn't do that to you(In a way, I mean, he's not a Mickens or anything. he cleans up all right, and his politics are decent...I guess I don't see his most datable side.)

You know when you work out a potential research participant is one of your music heroes and start stalking them on twitter but they work out it's you but you're careful enough not to admit where you know them from but it's killing you? Yeah. That.

I could definitely do with more cats. As in, more than none. The Girl is a dog person and allergic to cats. I really should have asked about both those things before agreeing to the second date.

After this afternoon's hissy fit, I fear more children.

ETA: Not really. Hyperbole for the sake of humor, blah blah.

call the police!