WHAT IS THAT NEXT TO MY LITTERBOX AND WHERE IS THE REST OF MY GIRLFRIEND?

 

If you recall, Chai got to move back down to
Seattle after my "head bumps" because I 
couldn't walk him anymore but he is happy
living with his feisty tortie, Sami, rescued
after she was spotted just walking down a
highway north of Seattle. After two years
of not receiving any socializing, she became
more feral which made her the perfect 
"arranged marriage material" for our
wayward Bengal Cat. But in the summer
her luxurious fur gets all matted and she
gets too hot (remember we don't have air
conditioning up here) so she gets a "lion cut"
or some facsimile thereof. She thinks Chai is
a "drama queen" (understatement of the year)
and merely tolerates him for she has no choice.
They were supposed to give her a "lion tail" too.
They didn't.
Now she will take it out on Chai when he least expects it.