An Early Morning Hiss: the Catfrontation

In the doghouse this morning, due to a catfrontation with the Orange Outrage at 4:30 a.m.  I chased him back to his quarters, but woke up my master and mistress in the process.  Mistress was pissed and most unforgiving, but she did pet me.  I went onto the front porch and scouted for chipmunks, but didn't find any.  Begged for treats and didn't get any.  Sometimes, life in this household really sucks.

I can't encounter The Interloper without a hiss and a growl.  My mistress always tries to calm me, but I am psyched to chase this cat all the way to hell and back.  The girl can't help it.

All the adrenaline and excitement has made my coat softer and shinier.  Must be the exercise.  Well, a cat's gotta do what a cat's gotta do.     My mistress insists on posting another photo of the Interloper.  What can she be thinking?