He had looked at the monkey lying there on the wiry grass that grew between the blackberry tangles, its cymbals poised, its grinning teeth huge between its splayed lips, its fur rubbed away in balding, mangy patches here and there, its glazed eyes.

"It is"-the gray-blue head moved, soft fur rubbing his shoulder-"dead here-but waiting."

She began to feel again: rivulets of water ran down her neck from her hair, Lector's jacket scratched the skin of her arms, and waterproofed fur rubbed her thighs.

The movement made the fur on the sleeves rub up and down my body, from my butt to my shoulders.

The dog bumped his head against her leg, rubbed his warm fur against her.

It was like having fur rubbing the length of my bare body.