Who is the master of the house? Miaow? Sasha is the Master of the House. Obey me!
I am beginning to have my doubts as to how well she understands my wants.
If she understood me, she would obey instantly.
Standing behind her chair, after I have issued my instructions as loudly as I can - because everyone knows that you need to shout if someone does not understand what you are saying, I am forced to take physical action. Perhaps that will work. Claws extended and on hind paws. Slash.
Not a good reaction. Instead of doing what I request, she has shut me out of the kitchen. Miaow. Miaow. Miaowwwww!!!!
I may as well go outside and see if any prey has come into my enclosure. It is still mild outside even though it is dark. But I want to go inside. Why am I out here? It is my house.
Creak Creak the door opens. I dash in. Food! Light! Obedient Slave! I feel like Aladdin.
'Would you like a nice massage, Sasha?'
Well, I might consider letting you brush my soft furs, if you are very very good.