[ The clothing phase that made Tumblr go absolutely rabid! ]

Yeah, he was my best friend. I was born with most of... y'know, this, [ she flicks her tail in demonstration, ] but I was really insecure about it when I was a kid. The language stuff didn't kick in 'til I was about ten, and MJ was the first squirrel I ever talked to. He was the first person who told me that I'm awesome the way I am, and actually got me to believe it. I mean, my parents are great, but parents are supposed to think you're great the way you are if they're doin' the job right. MJ was like a surprise older brother who was also a squirrel, and who was really good at pep talks.

[ All of this is illustrated by a translucent montage of kid-Doreen and MJ high-fiving, running around the woods, foiling muggers in Central Park when she was a teenager, and on one memorable occasion, MJ trying to convince Doreen not to blow-dry her tail with multiple hair dryers all plugged into the same power bar. ]

... Sorry, you didn't sign up for Backstory Hour. Nice to see him again, though.