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His Highness met me at the door. There was food in his bowl but he wanted more. He could see the paw print picture below so I was obviously trying to kill him, you know. He owns the house, just so you're aware , and nothing's off limits, no couch or chair. He's still a kitten, not full grown yet. But he's sure the bossiest thing I've met. When I sit down he snuggles like a bug and I am , of course, his favourite rug. This master/slave relationship that we've got works for us because I love him a lot.

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