Behold this fluff-a-lump-a-thingy we have before us. It is the hump. But it is a cute hump, so rather than get over it, perhaps we can lightly curl ourselves around it to keep things friendly. Besides, the hump has claws, and will use them if we do not tread the better path.

I would very much like to take the soft approach and not get all scratched up by this day. Feel free to join me in looking forward to the absence of tails of woe.