"Jay Honeck" writes:

Clearly, he is in charge. Last night I got up at 2am to let him out. I
got
up again at 5:30am to let him in. I am now working while he is snoring
away
on the bed. When I am done working to buy his food, I will go out and mow
his hunting grounds. It is amazing that something so small can get away
with being so demanding and arrogant.

Which is why, as I've said all along: The only good cat is a tennis
racquet.

Or a violin, perhaps?

-jav