The Story of Mooch

	Once upon a time, there was a cat named Mooch. He was very happy with the two people he lived with. They loved him best in the world.
Mooch had a great life with his people and always enjoyed being their only cat. There were 4 hands ready at any time to give him a pat, scritch or snuggle. Mooch was the happiest cat around.

Then one day, a little beast showed up. What was this little thing doing here and why did Mooch's people let it stay? The beast's name was Spartacus.

It was clear that Mooch's owners loved the new beast, but Mooch didn't. He was a little monster who bugged him constantly and ate his treats before Mooch could. He always played with Mooch's tail and never let him sleep.

Was it possible that Mooch's people loved Spartacus best in the world now?

How could they love him so much?
	He made squeeking noises and he clawed Mooch's furniture.
He ate Mooch's toys too!

and he always sat in the best napping places...


	and what is with those eyes? Pick a color already!

And he kept eating Mooch's snacks! But that wasn't worst of all. Spartacus would hide and attack Mooch when he least expected it.
Mooch thought, "Good thing he is little. One good kick and he's across the room."

Yes, it was true. Mooch didn't like him much, but Spartacus was kind of cute. And, sometimes, it was nice not to be alone during the days. Maybe they could share the snacks and napping places. It was clear that Mooch's people were not going to take the beast away, so he would have to make the best of it.

Slowly, Mooch got to know the new beast. After a while, Spartacus and Mooch learned to share their people and even got to love each other like brothers.
The end...