This week’s feline melodrama: Inkblot decided yesterday morning that Domino had possession of the only place in the entire backyard that was suitable for a post-breakfast snooze. THE. ONLY. PLACE. Much hissing ensued and Domino ceded the territory. Inkblot moved in, sniffed the flowers with a smug look on his face, then wandered off after a minute or so. Domino took up residence a few feet away and pretended to be a rabbit. The End.
(For now.)