On Saturday, I watched as the Intruder Cat was carted away in her little "Kitty-Carrier."
Once again, peace reigns across the upstairs AND downstairs territories.
No longer do I have to stalk my prey...
Stare for hours on end, waiting for that right moment to pounce...
Wear my ears like the "Flying Nun"....
Or resort to attack mode.....
My days are now spent in uncontested, full-command, of the Noncat Colony.
I can now relax anywhere I want...
Sit anywhere I want...
And even indulge in a little "Cat" play if I choose, because my time and energy is no longer used in pursuit of the Intruder Cat.
So idyllic my week has been, that when the small Noncat came to visit...
I had a momentary lapse in judgement, and let the little peasant pet me.
Meow!!! That will not happen again!! I am THE QUEEN CAT...I will not be handled by a small Noncat.
From now on, when she sees this face....
She may as well be looking into this face...
The power and might we both possess are the same...
I can see it...the Intruder Cat saw it...the small Noncat shall see it too.
LOL I love the "flying nun pic"
ReplyDeleteHahahahahaha. Btw, Whitney has put on so much weight since moving out that I might have to put her on a diet. Seems like Neela kept her in fear from eating....or Neela ate her food.
ReplyDeleteNeela decided this winter, that if Whitney was going to stay upstairs, then she would eat all the food....
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