I am Nefertiti, and I rule this household. Mum thinks she does, but she’s wrong, it’s really me.
I made sure she adopted me two and a half years ago when she came to collect Frodo. I was all slinky and rubbed around her legs until she picked me up, then I purred until I fell asleep in her arms. She was hooked (yep, I really am that good), and adopted me as well as Frodo.
My favourite things to do include:
I also make sure that any visitors to the house know I am the Queen, by sitting on each of them in turn. That way they will realise they are beneath me. Although for some reason they seem to think it means I love them, and they all want to adopt me, but I guess that’s because the humans aren’t really all that bright.