Did I ever tell you that The Muffin Man (aka Muffy) liked to sleep in my pocketbook. It seemed to be a coveted item on the kitchen table by many cats at the Zoo. Well, Miss Constance Kitty did not like the idea that Muffy always seemed to get the best seat in the house. You can imagine what she had to say about it. In the end, Muffy, older, bigger, stronger, seems to get his way even though Connie could be very purrrsuasive.