
So many books are "not zooey per se". Actually, strike that. They aren't "zoo", like they aren't books about or by zoophiles, but they *are* zooey. So much of this animal interest boils down to all this stuff about animals where they've cordoned off a tiny little section that is "sex". What makes me zooey is so much bigger than that one tiny part, and I read all these books that have nothing to do with sexuality because they hit that "zooey" spot for me.