King of the Castle

I recently met another Tuxie called King. King has his own bedroom, is fed fresh prawns daily, and generally swans around the place as if he is... well, a king. Talk about spoiled!

I am nothing like King. As I sit here atop my throne, looking down on my subjects, demanding attention, requesting frequent food, water and belly rubs, I think to myself: I am glad I am not needy!

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