Queen, the fixed long hair cat, who has been with us since we found her as a kitten.
Now older, into her adult years, her step has slowed a little, but she is still quick and agile.
She has no taste for male cats, having been fixed, but loves the attentions of one male cat.
Sam is a loner, bad boy hunter that practically runs the entire block, as there are no other male cats around.
Queen and Sam can be seen curling up together, when the sun shines just right on my front porch.
All is good, they don't even react when I go out to get the paper.
Queen's reign was secure, until The Twins moved in.
Twin black female cats seek to end the reign of Queen.
Going as far as to commit the crime of approaching the porch without permission.
They are younger than Queen, but even the follies of youth should have prepared them for an angry Queen.
Saturday morning, Queen had her bath inside, and dried, then brushed. A common ritual pampering for royalty such as herself.
She sits pretty on the railing of the porch, surveying her lands, only seeing Sam sauntering like the roguish fella he is.
He meows, she acknowledges, and they spend the morning watching the sleepy neighborhood, when her head perks up.
Sensing a challenger to her rule, Leaving Sam perplexed, she leaps off the railing and darts at the pure black cat. Queen will not let the Usurper stay.
She starts by sniffing around, looking the smaller cat over, and not liking what she sees, she puts her paw up, the final warning before violence is committed.
The little black cat raised her paw, and the fight started.
Sadly, the youth lost, even with the back up of a sister.
She chased them clear to the property line, and making sure they would not return, she turned her back and returned to the porch.
But later that day, Queen was in her hidden and private spot to do her business, when she discovered that the two hussies were openly flirting with her man.
Not that Sam could do anything, as he too was fixed, as not everyone wants yards full of kittens.
They went overboard on the flirting, raised tails to his face, and my man was trapped. I felt bad for him.
But Queen did not. The only emotion she felt for them was murder.
A 2 v 1 fight is not fair, but Queen had more than enough on them, being a fighting Queen. She dispatched them rather quickly, and sent two minxy cats on their way, minus a little fur.
Sam was not spared either.
If you are the property of the Queen, you are expected to resist temptations.
Sam got swatted a few times, nothing he isn't used to.
But what awaits our lovely Queen?......................