The Interloper and I have spent some time together. He seems leery of me and hunkers down under the table or on a chair. Of course, whoever has the high ground has an advantage. I have only spat at him a bit, and went easy on the growls and didn't snarl once. My mistress claims she is pleased with my progress. I ignored the new toy but not the new treats.
I must say all the excitement has been well, exciting and of course, I've always been a bit of a drama queen. I have heard rumors of a spray bottle of water in case I get too feisty. Must investigate. In the meantime, naptime!
Thisbe, who is hanging in there and specializes in fierce looks.