Kako is her own lady. That’s the politically correct way of saying she’s a bitch. None of the other cats save Grendel are worth her time… except when she wants to play with Kazon, her brother. Aside from those moments, she screams like a banshee when any of them come near, and she brutalizes them—a surprising fact given she’s the smallest cat in the house.
And beware the trauma of rescuing Vazra. I might as well have brought a large cat-eating dog into her life. She’s treated him like a punching bag, a claw sharpening utensil, a personal trampoline, and a scapegoat for anything that might possibly go wrong.
Then imagine my surprise when I walked into the bedroom and found this scene.
I had to poke both of them to make sure they were still alive. I mean, her sleeping that close to him…
It’s like the book of Revelations come true right on my own bed. The end times can’t be far behind.