I just had this conversation with my small room mate:
I was sitting on the couch with the smaller, stupider of our two cats, Chloe, and the wee one comes over donning a cape and asks, "Who is this lovely fe-lion?"
I reply, "It is a feline, not a fe-lion."
To which she says, "She may be dainty, but she is still a fe-lion." She then swirls off into her room.