Lost and so very alone, I poured my heart and soul into my tale of adventure. After a 20-hour sonnet of my life, I sobered over to an extra-large cat bed and spread my voluptuous lumps into the soft plushy cushion. All the feeble animals looked in amazement as I towered over them. I felt like a king, no, like a god. I cleared my throat and began to speak.

"As your new leader, I declare war on Nermal and all his minions. His actions are unforgivable, and he must be punished." All the pets cheered in agreement, except for one.

"We don't do leaders here." Blue jumped from the wave of pets and rushed to face me.

"If that's so we're gonna have a problem. Throw her into the dungeon." She hissed and tried to run away, but the Garfield army was too fast. They grabbed her and tossed Blue into a small opening where a sink used to be.

"Not so powerful now you little cat that reminds me of Monday." I chuckled as I threw a switch and closed the hatch above the dungeon. I was now their ruler. I didn't need John. I had my own army at my disposal, and I had a lot of work to do.