Kyle and I fight over this cat. The awful truth is, Misha loves Kyle more than me. Well, she does love me, but only when Kyle's not present. Last night, I got a special treat. While I was sitting right next to Kyle, she climbed up on me and fell fast asleep. I felt so special! So loved! So admired and appreciated!
Don't try to convince me that it's only because I offer a wider surface on which to balance. No, no, no. Misha chose me because she thinks so highly of me.
And you better believe Kyle fell asleep to the sound of my happy gloating.