Since arriving here this summer, the Overgrown Tabby and I have kept a respectful distance between us. I do whap him if he gets in my way (I was here first, and I'm a feisty girlcat; he came a month later, and is a big, lumbering, not-all-that-bright boy. I mean, when he crosses my path without prior approval, I hit him). Isn't that the Way of the Girlcat?
So imagine how surprised our Human was this morning to find us very nearly snuggling on the bed, as the sunshine streamed in after days of gloom. It was all going really well, too, until Buddy overstepped his bounds and stuck his nosicle in places it absolutely did not belong. Did I whap him? I will let you draw your own conclusions about that.