A tuxedo waits outside the door.
The yowling begins as the quarantined one notices the sentry.
He is unhappy with the state of affairs.
Both cats tell each other of their dislike for the one facing them.
All I can do is wonder if this new enemy has chased off the old one
or if the King will have to live with both of them
upsetting his claim to his outside domain.
Saturn's Premier Poet 