We’ve got to come up with a plan, Twilight.
I was feeling all better today, because our Can Opener prayed for me last night and then gave me some Lysine paw gel and spoiled me all night. I was feeling great this morning- and then, she opened the back door to let Twilight out, and that psycho cat next door (Sheba) came racing into the kitchen, and went straight to my dish!
Sorry, it’s not to your liking, Your Highness…
The “Queen” wasn’t impressed with the Fancy Feast in my dish, and sat at the dish complaining to our human, demanding tuna. When the Can Opener refused to open a can for her (because she already has 30 open cans in the fridge for me and Twilight)- and, because she’s not our cat, Sheba growled and swatted at her and bolted out the back door!
And right before that, Twilight had been outside and Sheba chased away her (targeted) bird! HOW RUDE! Now Sheba will deny it, but tell me- if that’s not true “Queen Sheba,” why was there a limp bird and feathers on your Mom’s front porch today??
Sheba…? Hello?
How to Train your Humans 
I think maybe family counseling is in order. 🙂
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I think so too
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Sheba definitely lives up to being named after a queen
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Mol!😹 Yes she does- but there is only ONE Queen in this house- and that’s Me! (Sushi)- although the scan Openers are under the delusion that Twilight’s a Queen too_ poor things.
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Perhaps she could be a princess. Mom calls us princesses. Purrs, Snoops and Kommando Kitty
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