It has come to my attention that there are some people in the world who think I am not the Top Cat, who have pretensions to superiority. In particular, BFFP has a friend who 'owns' a cat which she feels has got more going for him. (I mean: him. Nuff said, surely?). I think this friend of BFFP must work in computers because they refer to her as 'Server-LAN'. Dunno if that's a particularly good name, if you ask me.
I feel it is only right and proper to put these pretensions in their place. Firstly, it is suggested that Hank (he being The Rival) is better than I because he catches mice. Mice? Chicken feed! When I was a young cat, I was a right tearaway. I was brought up on the mean streets. Mice were barely fit to be trampled under my bovver-booted feet. I used to chase small dogs, bring them down and rip lumps out of them. I only stopped there 'cos I didn't want a murder rap on my sheet. In fact, it was only after a period in a Feline Offenders Institution (the particular establishment was actually Battersea Dog's Home - how hard was I?) that I calmed down and was released into civilian society under the watchful eye of the BFFP. Hard to imagine given the docile, sleep-all-day moggy I am today.
Secondly, Hank does not have a blog, as far as I can tell and wouldn't know a Nokia Communicator if it bit him. In fact, I bet if he saw one, he would run away thinking it might bite him.
Thirdly, Hank rhymes with 'wank'. Do I need to go on?