We love "dinnertime". We get it 3 times a day. And scatterred dry crunchies in between.
Like yesserday... She was doing her usual feet on the wall an pushing off to attack passerbys. Well, I gave her a REAL surprise! I grabbed her an bunny-kicked her til she ran off!!!
She is big but I am muscular! In spite of her 3 pound advantage, her "big" is mostly fat. I am taking over, starting today! TBT says he noticed the change.
Fortunately, I am kind. I don't LIKE to fight. I just want evryone calm and friendly, ya know? Ayla says I remind her of Skeeter. Something about male orange cats, she says, that keeps a house in order. I have a lot to live up to. That's a good goal. I want less HISSY-FUSSING in the house like I seen in the past 5 months. Evryone should get along better... An I intend ta make it so.