I'm a 6 ft Mohawk woman who lives in the middle of the woods. Kitties, coffee, grammar, art, funnies, more kitties, books, really tall men, and kitties. I talk to my cats. They talk back. Meow.
I have a disorder that makes me want to headcanon every nonhuman character with the ability to purr regardless if it makes sense for their kind or not. It's called being right. With enough research i could justify a tree purring if i wanted to