Rabbie here, and I'm taking over...
OK...this moving thing has taken a bad turn. See, while the movers were here the humans put us all in the VERY SMALL half bafroom (aka "human potty box"). That wasn't so bad, 'cause I have a neat new hutch (it's called a "travel cage", but it's small, dark, and bun-like).
What was bad was the whining, hissing, growling, and fighting the felines did. Shadow (who previously was the head cat and overall queen of the tribe) not only failed miserably at controlling the other cats, she started the fights. They also trashed the human potty box...it stank. The ratties (much more well behaved, I might add) and I were mightily offended.
So, it is my decision that I am deposing her as tribal ruler-in-chief and head fluffy.
("All Hail Ran Bun I, Emperor of Fluffy Tribe!")
And it is my imperial decree that the Fluffy Tribe will:
1. Not whine, hiss, growl, or fight when in close quarters, lest they offend His Imperial Majesty.
2. Do whatever His Imperial Majesty demands.
3. Cats will now pay tribute equal to 1/4 of their food per day.
4. I am to be henceforth referred to as "Your Imperial Majesty".
Do not annoy His Imperial Majesty with annoying immature cat behavior again, not if thou has further use of thine head! My loyal vassals (the ratties) will raise an army and lay waste to those who disobey me.
His Imperial Majesty
Ran Bun I