Sure, he looks docile, peaceful and adorable. Just looking at him, you'd think he's a little furry angel.

But I have three words for you: wrong, wrong, wrong.

I've nicknamed Heinz "the lurker." His viciousness toward our other cat knows no bounds. The second she finishes eating or using the litter box, Heinz leaps from out of nowhere onto Jessica's back. When she wants to go downstairs to eat, he likes to block the stairs. When she wants to go upstairs to use the litter box, he blocks the stairs again!

Heinz also hisses at me whenever I try to deodorize the rug after he (out of spite) or Jessica (because Heinz keeps her from getting to the litter box) leaves a "surprise."