Cats are evil and mine is their queen, more likely Warlord. I named her Katrina with good reason. She also answers to "Satan", "Hell-Spawn", "She-who-casts-no-shadow", "She-whom-darkness-fears" and "Lucifette."
Mom and I both were trying to shoo sis's 10lb tomcat out of my room. He just looked at us. I leaned out my door and yelled, "Kat, somebody is in YOUR room." Her she comes up the steps and Fluffer bolts for the door. She's half as long and probably less then a third as heavy and he walks around her. There's attitude, cat-itude, and then Kat-itude. The other cats had best hope she finishes growing soon. Of course her daddy weighed 20lbs and it wasn't fat. If her feet are a clue, 10lbs. plus aren't impossible. She's only about 9 months old and will likely grow another 9.