His Highness the Tom Cat Permits a Pat

Meet our neighborhood’s Dominant Tom; KiKi.

I saw him win a fight in the middle of the street.  He sat up like an Egyptian statue, as his rival slunk backwards.  KiKi was still enjoying his pre-eminence, when an SUV turned the corner, and slowed to avoid hitting him.  KiKi stared down the bumper for a moment, then remembered himself,  and sprinted off the road.

The other day, he me-owed at K, then marked her ankles, well, her knees.
 and allowed her to pat him.  She was thrilled.

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