I am in a house where my human slave allowed two other cats, a dog and three human- slaves- in- training in. However I am undaunted. I trained Dumb and Fluff, a.k.a. Panda and Murray, to come when my human slave calls. If Mom is mad at either of them for jumping on the table or breathing, I run across the room and pound on their heads until they remember their place in my pride. The only place I will play with these two is on the top of the scratch post. When they corral me there and think they have won, I quickly remind them why I have never been challenged for the head of the pride.

The dog Jedi and I have come to an agreement. I will let him nap with Mom and me on the bed as long as he remains at the foot of the bed and leaves me and Mom the pillow. He is all right since two years ago he chased a dog away from me even though I was getting ready to claw his eyes out. I was kind of grateful since I had just had my nails done and didn't want strange dog meat under them.

My humans-in-training are 11, 9 and 7. The 9 year old is almost as good as Mom I will deign to sit on her lap sometimes as long as she scratches my ears in that wonderful way she does. The other two open the door for me when I yell at them through the window and they don't pick me up anymore. I have them trained to wait until I come to them for attention.

In my world I am quite content and if the humans want to bring anyone else in for me to train I say "Bring It On!"