His peers worshiped him like a god.
The leader must be the first to rise, he proclaimed. He would proudly situate himself in the holy morning sunlight, so the others would awake to witness his golden fur in the sacred light.
An overcast day abruptly cast doubt upon his superiority.
Jason’s inspiration for this story was his tuxedo tabby, Rusty. While Rusty may not be worshipped, he is still a spoiled cat who loves the sunlight.