What is the appeal of the mutt, the hybrid, the crossbreed, the synthesis, I wonder? I love things that are impure, that are the result of miscegenation (hear that Foghorn Leghorn-style: “Ah say-ed ‘miscegenation’, son.”) I like what crosses boundaries and breaks down borders. I like what is absurd and awkward and ridiculous and wrong and all the in-between places that odd and ridiculous and unlikely and preposterous juxtapositions make a person go. There is more than one part to this unruly thing, more than one catalyst for it, yes indeed, but that? that place of in-betweeny intersection? That is at the heart of unruly. Yes. It surely is.
What I can also tell you about this beautiful creature is that it could not exist without the good smart design brains of the folks at Roseander Main