BEEN THERE–WATCHED THAT! AT ONE TIME WE HAD FOUR AT ONCE–AND MOMCAT WAS THE FIERCEST TERRITORIALLY!
Years ago, my cats, Buster and Missy, liked to sit in my lap. My lap was too small for both of them, but they didn’t care. They’d jump up there and fight for space. Guess who got scratched.
And don’t you hate it when your own cat cocks back her ears and hisses at you–and you don’t know why?
Very complex creatures, these.