Oh, no!  It's TILLY!
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This is Tilly's sacred fountain.  She sits by the sink and howls until I turn on the tap.  It is beneath The Regal One to receive liquid refreshment from the lowly water dish on the kitchen floor!
 

Tilly regresses into her kittenish nature sometimes.  Making the bed has become a dangerously cute adventure as she hunts the ever-elusive Bed Monster (otherwise known as my hand--ouch!)!
 

A-ha!  And you thought Tilly would never show her dark side in these photos!  Behold, as the Mighty Destroyer reeks havoc on it-which-must-be-shredded, the Terrible Feather Toy!
 

Tilly ruthlessly chews the ears off her newest enemy, the Orange Mousie.  Oh, the humanity!
 

This is Tilly's more passive (and least painful) way of getting my attention--she knows I can't resist such a perfect kitty tummy!  You may admire The Tummy, but you must never touch, under penalty of severe scarring!
 

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