TURF WAR

I was cleaning the house and all the cat baskets and cushions were being sunned and cleaned. Hat wanted his nap and had nowhere to go except the foot stool. Just when he was getting comfortable, Spencer jumped on top of the sofa and demanded the same spot. After staring at each other for a while, Hat vacated the spot and went to the top of wardrobe, with a disgruntled expression. Spencer found the stool too small, and left soon afterwards.

I think Spencer really enjoys terrorising Hat.