King Gavin

My husbands cat is a bit of a whiny wimp. I'd call him a pussy but then you'd all throw things at me. (ducking...)
We were curious how he'd react to another animal. Our friends Lowell and Jason came over saturday night for some drinks, conversation and Playstation kareoke and Jason brought along his little chihuahua Stitch. We were very surprised at what happened. My cat Geek just stayed back and watched, curious but aware, as usual. But Gavin - he was suddenly the king of town and defender of the home. He stalked Stitch from room to room, growling and hissing and actually drooling and baring his teeth too. He actually would have probably showed Stitch his place (and then some) if we hadn't separated them - he got in a few good swipes before we tucked him upstairs for the evening. He was not playing around - this little furry imposter had to go! And after Jason went home he strutted around the house like a king showing who was boss.
He was back to his meowy self this morning...