I have the cutest cat ever. (Well, I do need to mention that Sassafras Williams might be in the running.) His name is Ace. If you visited our house, you might think he is the most spoiled cat ever. I don't think making sure he has his own glass of ice water is really spoiling him. It's just preserving MY glass of ice water so he doesn't drink from it. He knows which glass is his because it's always in the same spot. I know when he wants fresh water WITH ice, because he will hang out by the water dispenser on the refrigerator and look at me like "Come ON lady, I'm dying of thirst here!" Then I get it for him. Is that spoiling? I think not.
I digress. My point is, he is the cutest cat ever. And I can't imagine anyone or anything wanting to hurt or antagonize him. But it's true. There is a great big bully that is lurking in the trees just waiting to pounce. That bully looks like this: