Itty-Bitty is my cat—or at least, something close to that in the real world.
Here, in the rainbow, everything is fluid and sometimes Itty-Bitty is me.
Not literally, of course; it’s more that our personalities flow through each other.
Sometimes my feelings are affected by Itty’s sensitivity; other times, Bitty expresses my thoughts and even talks.
But please don’t think of Itty-Bitty as something "intelligent." Quite the opposite! It’s just an animal—and a very silly one. Sometimes, it’s even just a plushie. It is hard to imagine that in reality, but here, everything is a gradient.
Itty-Bitty’s gradients tend to be something furry, adorable, and small. Even in the direction of a tiger, he stays a small rainbow kitty. In the plushie direction, she’s very lazy and soft.
Regardless, every spring, Itty-Bitty sings. And so do I. It is so unavoidable, yet I’m never ready. Spring is a crazy time! A time to bloom, a time to sing, and a time to find someone.