Him indoors

Hunting for fluff bunnies, by #2

That'll be me then, the commander-in-chief of apartment dominion #404, which may or may not be found, depending on the kind of browser you are.

Even though there is nothing remotely common about my lineage, I am what is commonly revered as an indoor cat, meaning that I lounge on plush armchairs, tread on soft carpet, dine out of dinky personal cans, chase fluff bunnies for exercise and get regular pawdicures.

The outdoors are delivered to me daily via my hoomans whose shoes bear the olfactory equivalent of several newspapers, occasionally with a hint of smut thrown in if they have trodden into the dejected insides of a dog.

In addition, I regularly commandeer one of the many household communication devices and am permanently connected to the internets during my waking hours.

And you reader, where is YOUR kingdom?