He thinks he's just all that and a bag of Friskies Treats. You'd swear he was a movie star or something the way the Big Cats cater to his every whim & whimper.
I remember when he was younger I used to kick his butt all over the neighborhood. A couple of times the Big Cat had to intervene before I really walloped him good!
The Big Cats tell the story of how he was a stray, just like us, who one day just decided to invite himself in and have lunch. Apparently he even opened the door himself and just waltzed right in. Now that's gotta take some big cajones!
I think he had the 'operation' too. He doesn't seem to want to go toe to toe with me anymore. We still exchange a few 'High Fives' now and then but usually I just ignore him. But if I wanted to I could still kick his butt! Well pretty sure I could if I wanted to but I don't really want to anymore since the 'operation'.
For warmth I usually I have to settle for whichever body isn't occupied at the time. The Princess and Squirt normally get first dibs on a body so Momma and I will cuddle up somewhere like we're second class cats in this cat house.
Maybe I'll go kick his butt just for fun!
Meow long and prosper my friends!