I like to sit on my tower. I am most important, so I have to sit on the tallest platform. But sometimes my bear sits higher than me. I cannot tolerate this, so I knock him off the tower altogether. The humans call me names when I sit on my tower. They called me "Pooka the Hutt" and "Jabba the Pook" and sometimes they even call me "Pooka the Fatt". I am not a happy kitty.
One day the male human thought he was particularly funny and he dressed my bear up in gold bag ties and started calling him "Princess Beia". He is not a princess. I think the humans are pooking fun at me. I'm going to leave a "present" on the male human's pillow for this.