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Perfect Unity

It had been a fantastic idea, in theory.

For months they had lived together in harmony, sharing a common home and a common purpose.

Then the new litterbox arrived. From that day forward, it was every cat for himself.

Except when they were puppeteering Obama. They still did that together.

Sneak Attack

With feline grace, the household predator crept to the base of the table. Above, her prey slept, carefree.

With two quick hops, it was all over.

The cat smiled to herself through a crunchy mouthful of cat food. Yep, she still had it.

Her next sneak attack victim? The litterbox!