With mild annoyance, he turns to face her. "OK, Socky! What do you want?""Can't we just get along?" Sock Kitty pleas.
I hear a huff from Karl and nothing more.
An interesting phenomenon occurred shortly afterward. Sock Kitty was investigating the water bowl, and out of nowhere Karl appeared to take a drink. "That's MY bowl, and don't you forget it, Socky!" Sigh... I guess there will always be competition here.

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