Even some Superiors need to know their place in the scheme of things, and not all Superiors are at the same level. For instance you could say I'm a Superior Superior because I know my demesne and rule it...in a benevolent way of course. Though inside the home each Superior is the boss undoubtedly, outside the home I tend to be the one who decides what we will do. It just fell naturally to me.
It was during the light time before today hat young Thomas decided he was Superior enough now to make the decisions for my group. He is large and was quite aggressive when we found him you may remember. But since we found him a new place to live in which he is Superior it seems he thinks himself big enough to take over outside too. Smokie, Gizmo and Tiger may well have let him do this but Ginger had other ideas as my deputy. If anyone is to take over Ginger thinks it should be himself. I of course know that I'm not ready to concede any power yet. In the battle that ensued young Thomas proved to be too strong for Ginger yet Ginger was not ready to give up. I shouted to make myself heard “Enough!” and then seeing Thomas off balance as he looked round batted him with my paw so he toppled over. “Stupidity” I said, “ how can we be Superior if we fight amongst ourselves and not with our enemies. We must stick together as always.” Smokie, Gizmo and Tiger saw the sense in this and seeing his audience lost Thomas agreed reluctantly. Ginger had no choice if he wished to remain my deputy.
Divide and conquer works well.
At home my problem was slightly different. Whilst my paws were bad my 'The Him' has perceived me as weaker than usual. Though there has been much I have not been able to do I have still maintained my seat on the new chair and not allowed him to share. It was funny watching him sit on the floor to speak to guests because I unsheathed my claws when he came to sit with me. He understood the meaning and backed away sharply. But, while my 'The Her' has been ill I've not been able to curl up on her as usual and have allowed myself to be moved. This reached a point last dark time when I decided to curl up with 'The Him' instead. He didn't seem keen on my using my claws to soften the space I chose nor on moving to accommodate me. It was necessary to give a reminder of who makes the rules so I walked up the bed and lay across his head. As I lay down I made the usual softening motion across his scalp. He squirmed a lot and even yowled before I walked back down and took up the spot I'd previously held. He didn't seem to mind as much any more. I passed a happy dark time and found him quite comfortable.
Training is everything.
I believe I have established that my will prevails and I am definitely a true Superior.
Dear Sir Oscar:
In the Me-Ow Dictionary of Superior Values it is said: “The ability to adjust to new circumstances is the sign of a highly intelligent Superior.” Sir Oscar, your ability to adjust is legendary. We at Me-Ow salute your intelligence,or dare I say, genius?
Your friend and admirer, Wise Cat